| Sea of hurt, I feel the waves of pain
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| And now the tide comes in again
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| Caught in a vicious cycle of despair
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| Give me the strength to face another day
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| Oh, sing a song of joy
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| Sweet childhood, never desert me
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| Time for celebration, oh!
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| Overcome with a sense of elation
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| I’ll never let you get to me
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| Survival is my victory
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| I sighed and sighed as I was mourning
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| I said sorry a thousand times
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| I cried aloud to God for all my failings
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| But God seemed deaf as well as blind
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| Oh, sing a song of joy
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| Sweet childhood, never desert me
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| Time for celebration, oh!
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| Overcome with a sense of elation
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| I’ll never let you get to me
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| Survival is my victory
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| We drank and smoked and talked until the dawn
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| We shared our problems and our food
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| Telling tales of courage and resolution
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| Through all the hardships we’d endured
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| Oh, sing a song of joy
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| Sweet childhood, never desert me
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| Time for celebration, oh!
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| Overcome with a sense of elation
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| I’ll never let you get to me
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| Survival is my victory |