| Here I stand
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| On my own two feet again
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| It wasn’t long ago
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| Thought I needed you like a crutch to hold
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| I was young
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| With a sign on my back
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| Take advantage I’ve got nothing
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| But you can have it
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| You can’t kill
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| What doesn’t breathe anymore
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| You think you’ve got it made
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| And we are here to pave your way
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| Like every breath you take dictates our survival
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| No need, no use, we were dead on arrival
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| Year after year
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| Living in constant defense
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| I found a new level of confidence
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| Burning desire
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| Ravenous hunger
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| Something you could never cover
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| You can’t kill
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| What doesn’t breathe anymore
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| You think you’ve got it made
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| And we are here to pave your way
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| Like every breath you take dictates our survival
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| No need, no use, we were dead on arrival
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| Take everything
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| Like we are here to just give it away
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| Without you we will decay
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| But I got news for you
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| We were dead on arrival
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| I don’t need you anymore
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| We don’t need you anymore
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| You think you’ve got it made
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| And we are here to pave your way
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| Like every breath you take dictates our survival
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| No need, no use, we were dead on arrival
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| I don’t need you anymore
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| We don’t need you anymore |