| Don’t let them break you*
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| Don’t let them tell you who you are
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| Doesn’t matter where you come from
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| You always have a floor to sleep on And you have your bamboo bones
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| Nervous energy, blind ambition
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| Skin of your teeth
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| Push back, push back
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| Push back with every word and every breath
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| What God doesn’t give to you
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| You’ve got to go get for yourself
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| What God doesn’t give to you
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| You’ve got to go get for yourself
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| What God doesn’t give to you
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| You’ve got to take it for yourself
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| I’m embarrased to admit it
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| I’ve got no grip
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| I’m leading with my jaw
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| Can you see it from a distance
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| Does it look ridiculous
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| I guess that’s just what I have to live with
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| Still I have a mind to think
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| Knees to break
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| You standing beside me Gonna push back, push back
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| Push back with every word and every breath
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| What God doesn’t give to you
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| You’ve got to go get for yourself
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| What God doesn’t give to you
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| You’ve got to go get for yourself
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| What God doesn’t give to you
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| You’ve got to take it for yourself
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| For yourself
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| What God doesn’t give to you
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| What God doesn’t give to you
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| What God doesn’t give to you
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| What God doesn’t give to you
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| What God doesn’t give to you
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| You’ve got to go get for yourself
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| For yourself |