| You can stab my back, you can steal my flag
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| But it’s alright
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| Little sticks and stones, break my brittle bones
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| But I’m alright
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| Every single day is a little step closer to my new heaven
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| If that’s the way you want it
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| That’s the way you’ll get it
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| If that’s what you’re thinking
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| Don’t think you won’t regret it
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| If that’s the way you see it
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| Just reach out and touch it
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| But you better beware it don’t burn your hands
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| So step back and step back
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| Don’t cry, don’t cry
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| I am strong enough, I’m made of serious stuff
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| Yes I’m alright
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| You can sling your mud, yeah even draw a little blood
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| But I’m still alive
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| Every single word, you’re serving up as hot air for my big balloon
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| If that’s the way you want it
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| That’s the way you’ll get it
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| If that’s what you’re thinking
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| Don’t think you won’t regret it
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| If that’s the way you see it
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| Just reach out and touch it
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| But you better beware it don’t burn your hands
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| So step back and step back
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| Don’t cry, don’t cry
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| So you bought your new dream
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| But you’re payin' with your dignity so dearly
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| Don’t cry, don’t cry |