| You draw your line in the sand
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| So I’m crossing over again
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| You brag that you’re a grenade
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| So I pull your pin and I wait
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| The time will come
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| When your power is gone
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| Yeah, I might die in a day
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| But I’m gonna die anyway
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| I’m gonna stand my ground
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| Even if they back down
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| 'Cause I don’t care what you say anymore
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| So what, you raise your voice
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| I’m screaming back my choice
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| 'Cause I sure ain’t scared of you anymore
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| What’s a life without a cause
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| What’s the point of drawing straws
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| They say that I am a fool
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| But I’ll do what I have to do
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| The time will come
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| When this war is won
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| Yeah I might die in a day
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| But I’m gonna die anyway
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| I’m gonna stand my ground
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| Even if they back down
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| 'Cause I don’t care what you say anymore
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| So what, you raise your voice
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| I’m screaming back my choice
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| 'Cause I sure ain’t scared of you anymore
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| I’ve seen a dying man
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| Pleading for one more chance
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| Only to fade to black
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| And that’s why I’m going back
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| I’m gonna stand my ground
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| Even if they back down
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| 'Cause I don’t care what you say anymore
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| So what, you raise your voice
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| I’m screaming back my choice
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| 'Cause I sure ain’t scared of you anymore
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| No I’m not scared of you anymore |