| Burn your bridges, bite your tongue
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| Dig your own grave what’s done is done
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| What’s in your head what’s on your mind
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| Time will tell don’t look behind
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| What I keep inside my head is stuck right on my mind
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| And time will tell if I should look behind
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| Hold your head up, hold your head up high
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| Hold your head up, hold your head up high
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| Hold your head up, hold your head up high
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| Hold your head up, put up or shut up
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| Two steps forward and one step back
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| The time will come when you lose track
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| Speak your mind or sell your soul
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| Stand tall or fall down in a hole
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| I’ve got to speak my mind before I sell my soul
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| I’ve got to stand for what I am before I fall
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| It’s to late I guess what’s done is done
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| I’d rather dig myself a grave than bite my tongue
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| So I take two steps forward and then one step back
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| I’m not afraid of losing faith I’m scared of losing track |