| And if we’re being honest
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| I read every critique and every comment
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| Every album review and there’s a lot of 'em
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| Every fucking critic with a pen and a problem (all of 'em)
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| Ya damn right
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| All my songs about pain
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| And I like em that way
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| So do you get it?
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| Sing about it cause I lived it
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| If I said it then I meant it
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| I don’t bend, I don’t break
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| I don’t fold under pressure
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| The will to survive
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| I am forever
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| And while we’re all on the topic
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| The wolves at my door still knocking
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| The voices in my head still calling
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| The voices in my head still calling
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| I don’t bend, I don’t break
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| I don’t fold under pressure
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| The will to survive
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| I am forever
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| I don’t bend, I don’t break
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| I don’t fold under pressure
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| The will to survive
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| I am forever
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| The will to survive
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| I am forever
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| The will to survive
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| I am forever
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| And once again for the record
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| Still don’t give a fuck about selling records
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| Still don’t need your damn handout
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| So keep my motherfuckin' name out your damn mouth
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| So keep my motherfuckin' name out your damn mouth
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| And once again for the record
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| Still don’t give a fuck about selling records
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| Still don’t need your damn handout
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| So keep my motherfuckin' name out your damn mouth
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| So keep my motherfuckin' name out your damn mouth
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| So keep my motherfuckin' name out your damn mouth |