| Heartbreak is a hell of a thing
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| Heartbreak is a hell of a thing
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| Are you ready to sing
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| Are you ready for wings
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| Are you ready to fly
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| Are you ready finna touch the sky
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| I come through and I open my third eye
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| Never will I testify or comply
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| Sitting in a room alone I ask Why?
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| My love ones got to die? |
| Why?
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| Just because cous, just because cause
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| I’m a standup guy no joke
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| Swinging all heavy with my back against ropes
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| Sometimes you get the feeling the feeling you can cope
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| When you make bread and sharing the whole loaf
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| Finna get burned it turned all toast
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| No hope but a rope or dope won’t help you float your boat in open ocean to the
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| coast
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| Remember you’re a lover remember you’re a fighter
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| Remember you’re a lover remember you’re a fighter
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| My life is like…
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| (Bridge — Jonathan Emile)
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| Incredible highs
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| Terrible lows
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| The life of a lover
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| The life of a fighter
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| (Hook — Jonathan Emile & Ruth Emile)
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| High, Low
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| Lover-Fighter
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| (Verse 2 — Jonathan Emile)
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| I remember the days in the hospital bed
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| Heavy as lead
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| Feeling I’m already dead
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| Game is on lock like a dread
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| Game is on lock like a dread
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| Then they break bread
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| See how they capitalize
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| Lyrics tell nothing but lies
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| See how they bring the demise
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| See how they wear the disguise
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| See how they closing they eyes
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| They already closed
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| Look inside who do you see?
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| Who can you be?
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| Can you be free?
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| Can you be you?
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| Can I be me — me?
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| (Verse 3 — Jonathan Emile)
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| I wasn’t, I wasn’t sure that I would ever make it
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| And if I got through it I promised I would never fake it
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| And I know I -- I know -- I know you must get that cheddar
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| But I know I -- I know -- I know that we can make it better |