| They say I’m a non-believer
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| All I know is what I’ve seen
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| I’ve seen some things that’ll make a man get down and pray
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| We might be bruised but we’re not broken, no surrender, minds awoken
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| 'Cause when everything goes wrong, we find a way
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| And I say…
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| Hey, make it our way
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| Make it our way, 'til the river runs dry
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| We 'gon make it our way
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| Make it our way
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| Make it our way
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| I’m just trying to find the silver in the lining, just trying to keep on
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| surviving
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| And trying to keep my composure as everything is declining
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| Lines drawn in the sand and everybody is divided
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| But living under pressure is bound to produce a diamond
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| We been rising with the heat so, we grow
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| Flipping on that beast mode
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| Mind over matter is the metaphoric cheat code
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| And everywhere that we go, we walk around as equals
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| Amigos, who recognise we all one people
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| 'Cause we 'gon make our way through it eventually, mentally
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| Change fundamentally, swap ego out for empathy
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| Third eye blind, open sesame
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| Presently, fulfilling destiny and becoming who I was meant to be
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| They say I’m a non-believer
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| All I know is what I’ve seen
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| I’ve seen some things that’ll make a man get down and pray
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| We might be bruised but we’re not broken, no surrender, minds awoken
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| 'Cause when everything goes wrong, we find a way
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| And I say…
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| Hey, make it our way
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| Make it our way, 'til the river runs dry
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| We 'gon make it our way
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| Make it our way
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| Make it our way
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| And I say…
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| Hey, make it our way
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| Make it our way, 'til the river runs dry
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| We 'gon make it our way
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| Make it our way
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| Make it our way
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| Ever since somebody drew the lines that divided us into nations
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| Designed to give rights to the trials and tribulations
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| Difference in pigmentation, religious affiliation
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| Political party biases really were all the same beneath the surface
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| And nobody is perfect, regardless of who you love
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| Or regardless of who you worship
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| We all got survivor in us, we all got that fire in us
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| We all got one shot at life, and I’m willing to die to live it
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| So bring in the violinist, and bring in the choir too
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| We all gotta' find within us the thing that inspires you
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| The thing that’ll wake you up, the thing that’s inside you
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| Now think of that thing, and use it to drive you
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| Gotta' use it to pick you up, whenever you feeling low
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| Just bottle that feeling up, and do not let that feeling go
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| And always know that, as we travel down this long dark hallway
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| All I know is that we gonna' make it our way
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| They say I’m a non-believer
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| All I know is what I’ve seen
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| I’ve seen some things that’ll make a man get down and pray
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| We might be bruised but we’re not broken, no surrender, minds awoken
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| 'Cause when everything goes wrong, we find a way
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| 'Cause when everything goes wrong, we find a way
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| And I say…
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| Hey, make it our way
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| Make it our way, 'til the river runs dry
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| We 'gon make it our way
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| Make it our way
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| Make it our way
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| And I say…
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| Hey, make it our way
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| Make it our way, 'til the river runs dry
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| We 'gon make it our way
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| Make it our way
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| Make it our way |