| We’re caught up in a corner
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| Our backs against the wall
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| We’re fighting for each other
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| go find an open door
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| and if you called me
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| I probably wouldn’t answer
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| and i’m sorry
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| I cant pick up my phone
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| cause I cant breathe
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| but I still know what i’m after
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| and I know i’m not alone
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| I believe in everything
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| I believe in everything we are
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| no going down, no going down now
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| I believe in all these things
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| I believe that we are comin' round
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| we’re comin' round, we’re comin round now
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| When your bodys almost broken
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| when you’ve given all you can
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| lost sight of what you hoped in
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| theres a line drawn in the sand
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| oh i’m sorry
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| that I probably wouldnt answer
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| but I know i’m not alone
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| I believe in everything
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| I believe in everything we are
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| no going down, no going down now
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| I believe in all these things
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| I believe that we are comin' round
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| we’re comin' round, we’re comin round now
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| We are revolvers, one time problem solvers
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| We are revolvers, one time problem solvers
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| I believe in everything
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| I believe in everything we are
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| no going down, no going down now
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| I believe in all these things
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| I believe that we are comin' round
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| we’re comin' round, we’re comin round now |