| I don’t know how I got here but I refuse to stay
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| I betrayed myself when I let others have their way
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| But I am holding on, my finger on the pulse
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| The sound of my heart pounding tells me there’s still hope
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| But people don’t like when you put up a fight
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| And slowly, ever so slowly, I am loosing mine
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| I’ll fight (fight), fight (fight), fight or be taken out alive
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| (Fight) fight (fight) nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
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| Standing on the edge, am I better off dead?
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| How could I forget that I’m better than this?
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| I’ve come too far to fade tonight
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| Fight, or be taken out alive
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| My thoughts are racing faster than my body can react
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| The danger doesn’t register, the fear feels like an act
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| Don’t pull the plug, I swear this isn’t how I want to go
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| The sound of my heart pounding tells me there’s still hope
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| But people don’t like when you put up a fight. |
| And slowly, ever so slowly,
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| I am loosing mine
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| I’ll fight (fight), fight (fight), fight or be taken out alive
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| (Fight) fight (fight) nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
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| Standing on the edge, am I better off dead?
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| How could I forget that I’m better than this?
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| I’ve come too far to fade tonight
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| Fight, or be taken out alive
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| I’ve survived on life support but I’m stronger than I give myself credit for.
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| These conditions only cure when we prepare ourselves for war.
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| I’ll fight (fight), fight (fight), fight or be taken out alive
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| (Fight) fight (fight) nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
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| Standing on the edge, am I better off dead?
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| How could I forget that I’m better than this?
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| I’ve come too far to fade tonight
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| Fight, or be taken out alive |