| Some folks are not like us
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| They fear themselves, they murder trust
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| There’s a shadow deep inside
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| There’s a hole that’ll eat you alive
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| Hey now, hey now, hey now
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| I know who you really are
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| Nobody could steal your spark
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| When you’re ready to leave
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| When you’re ready to leave, I’ll be there
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| I know who you really are
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| I know you’ve got a lions heart
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| When you’re ready to leave
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| When you’re ready to leave, I’ll be there
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| When you ready to grieve
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| You better believe I’ll be there
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| Some things we don’t discuss
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| They hut too much, they gather dust
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| Just know this broom and brush
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| Wont sweep away the truth of us
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| Hey now, hey now, hey now
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| I know who you really are
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| Nobody could steal your spark
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| When you’re ready to leave
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| When you’re ready to leave, I’ll be there
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| I know who you really are
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| I know you’ve got a lions heart
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| And you shoot on through light up the dark
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| Cause the biggest flames
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| Start with the tiny spark
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| You can do it, you can do it
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| You can do it
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| I know who you really are
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| Nobody could steal your spark
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| When you’re ready to leave
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| When you’re ready to leave, I’ll be there
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| I know who you really are
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| I know you’ve got a lions heart
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| When you’re ready to leave
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| When you’re ready to leave, I’ll be there
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| I know who you really are
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| Nobody could steal your spark
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| When you’re ready to leave
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| When you’re ready to leave, I’ll be there
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| I know there’s a flame in you
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| Keeps on burning hot and true
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| When you’re ready to leave
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| When you’re ready to leave, I’ll be there
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| When you’re ready to leave
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| When you’re ready to grieve, I’ll be there |