| Been on my own, God knows how long
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| Kicked up that dirt 'til I found my home
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| These broken chains is heaven sent
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| Once was to blame now innocent
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| From a dead mans call
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| But I gave it all
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| To the ones who fall
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| Never ever can you trust the lie
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| Hearts turn cold
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| No matter the season
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| Weak ones fold
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| Ain’t no one to believe in, believe in
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| No such thing as luck, knuckle up
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| It’s a long hard road ahead, buckle up
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| Truth be told that as long as I’m breathin'
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| I’m believin'
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| I seen the greats get left behind
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| And I watched the worst move up the line
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| I spoke my peace and I made my bed
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| I poured it out 'til there’s nothing left
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| From a dead mans call
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| But I gave it all
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| To the ones who fall
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| Never ever can you trust the lie
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| Hearts turn cold
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| No matter the season
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| Weak ones fold
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| Ain’t no one to believe in, believe in
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| No such thing as luck, knuckle up
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| It’s a long hard road ahead, buckle up
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| Truth be told that as long as I’m breathin'
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| I’m believin'
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| From a dead mans call
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| But I gave it all
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| To the ones who fall
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| Never ever can you trust the lie
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| Hearts turn cold (cold)
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| No matter the season (no)
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| Weak ones fold (fold)
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| Ain’t no one to believe in, believe in
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| No such thing as luck, knuckle up
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| It’s a long hard road ahead, buckle up
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| Truth be told (truth told) that as long as I’m breathin' (breathin')
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| I’m believin' (I'm believin') |