| Make an example of me, hold me up to the light
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| If I don’t seem that strong, maybe there’s a strength implied
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| Then take a medicine ball, throw it with all of your might
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| Maybe it will put some wind back into these lungs of mine
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| I kept the names from the twins and fell asleep in the chair
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| Though I didn’t ask you up, I’m kind of glad that you are here
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| It caught me clean on the chin, you laid me out of my back
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| Then you help me up, embarrassed by the love of the friends attack
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| When I’m blind in pride and I won’t be bent
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| Though it seems unkind, I’m better for the punch of a friend
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| They say a cure for the numb is a jolt to the heart
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| Then you might see my eyes grateful for the burn of a true friend’s spark
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| When I’m blind in pride and I won’t be bent
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| Though it seems unkind, I’m better for the punch of a friend
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| When there’s no recourse, but the most direct
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| Though it seems unkind, I’m better for the punch of a friend
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| I’m better for the punch of a friend
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| I’m better for the punch of a friend
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| I’m better for the punch of a friend
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| I’m better for the punch of a friend
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| I’m better for the punch of a friend |