| stoned, awakened by sight
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| a vision like, eyes under water
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| a change, of how i walk forth
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| beside the Lion, because i want the world to see just how i found,
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| that you’re week and cowardess
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| FIGHT!
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| ch:
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| when hope is lost, and i’m still here
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| when no one else will stand and fight
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| and no one seems to care
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| don’t let the sky come down
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| cause i’m still here
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| throw your fists up, make them see it face to face, to arms
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| vs denied, what helps you take flight
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| pulled back to the ground, held under water
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| left in a dark, cold and drowning sleep
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| waiting for a nights feed, to wake and find what it means to be a killer
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| ch:
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| when hope is lost, and i’m still here
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| when no one else will stand and fight
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| and no one seems to care
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| don’t let the sky come down
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| cause i’m still here
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| throw your fists up, make them see it face to face, to arms
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| TO ARMS
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| TO ARMS |