| Are you asleep
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| Stop with that dream, dream oh no
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| Oh man, listen up
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| The holes been fixed in my shirt
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| Combed my hair with my fingertips
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| And washed away the dirt
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| Will I make it
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| I know I must go on
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| Am I right or wrong
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| I won’t give up
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| I’m armed, I’m tough, I’m strong
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| And prepared for the rough days
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| I sing the fighters song
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| ‘Cause I will make it
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| I know I must go on, yeah
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| I’m only here
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| Only here for the fight
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| Listen to the choir
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| Only here for the fight
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| My arms have become so strong
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| Only here for the fight
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| Hunker down there’s a fire shot
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| Only here for the fight
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| Lick the plates clean
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| Only here for the fight
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| I don’t wanna lose
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| Only here for the fight
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| Don’t screw it up this time, woman
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| Wear a coat made of doubt
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| But I roll up my sleeves
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| And my pockets full of questions
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| I’m spitting blood on the street
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| I remember
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| What my mama said
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| Woman always be prepared
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| For the fight
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| Listen to the choir
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| Only here for the fight
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| My arms have become so strong
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| Only here for the fight
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| Hunker down there’s a fire shot
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| Only here for the fight
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| Lick the plates clean
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| Only here for the fight
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| Don’t wanna lose this
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| Only here for the fight
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| I’m all knocked out
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| I’ve fallen asleep
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| Don’t wanna wake up yet
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| From this wonderful dream
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| I stalk through the grass
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| I’m proud like a queen
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| My eyes are sharp as neon lights
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| My voice is clear and clean
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| Oh glorious, oh glorious, the choir sings for me
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| And for the rest of the herd
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| The word, the words, the words
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| You must have heard
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| And it goes like this
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| Only here for the fight
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| Only here for the fight
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| Only here for the fight
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| Only here for the fight
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| Only here for the fight
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| I don’t know
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| Only here for the fight
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| Only here for the fight… |