| colder than anything i’ve ever felt
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| higher than any place i’ve been
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| stronger than any grip i’ve ever held
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| i know i won’t let go
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| i’ll press on when no one will
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| climb until my lungs give in
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| cold--but never cared
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| found my place while struggling for air
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| rain or shine, night or day, open eyes
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| cause time won’t wait for me
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| six feet under’s when i’ll sleep
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| no matter how high
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| no matter how low
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| no turning back now--i'll follow this road
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| i’d walk a thousand more miles to find home
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| i’m at the point of no return
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| i’m at the point of no return
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| fingers bleeding--flesh is peeling
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| right above the earth below
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| carry on--keep gaining ground
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| cause i won’t let go
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| fingers bleeding--flesh is peeling
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| right above the earth below
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| carry on--keep gaining ground
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| cause i won’t let go
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| no matter how high • no matter how low
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| no turning back now--i'll follow this road
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| i’d walk a thousand more miles to find home
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| no matter what comes
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| no matter what goes
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| no turning back now i’ll follow this road
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| i’d walk a thousand more miles to find home
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| i won’t let go
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| i will find my home
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| i won’t let go
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| i will find my home
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| no matter how high
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| no matter how low
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| no turning back now--i'll follow this road
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| i’d walk a thousand more miles to find home
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| no matter what comes
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| no matter what goes
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| no turning back now i’ll follow this road
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| i’ll follow this road
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| i’d walk a thousand more miles to find home
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| find home |