| Rise up to the storm
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| Been in and out of trouble
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| Since I saw my first guitar
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| I’ve had to get outta town on my double
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| I ain’t runnin' anynmore
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| Thunderheads are building
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| Threaten to swallow the land
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| Gonna lean into the mayhem
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| And rise up to the storm
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| Over the crimson horizon
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| There’s a future to be found
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| Gonna get my piece of the action
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| There ain’t no two ways about it
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| I’m never gonna back down from it
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| I’m so damn close that I can taste it
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| So I’ll be pushing on
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| To face the break of dawn
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| I’m gonna rise up to the storm
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| Dog fight
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| Till the morning light
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| And I’d rather be fighting my way
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| 'Cause everytime I took a gamble
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| There was Devil in the deck
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| Stay on track of what it’s all about
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| Keep my head out of the clouds
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| It’s a hard man’s life and that’s what I like
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| I ain’t gonna take a bow
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| Found my sense of direction
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| I expect no helping hand
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| I’m taking my piece of the action
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| There ain’t no two ways about it
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| I’m never gonna back down from it
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| I’m so damn close that I can taste it
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| So I’ll be pushing ion
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| To face the break of dawn
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| I’m gonna rise up to the storm
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| It’s a dog fight
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| All night
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| And it’s alright |