| We were tough, we were rough
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| We could never say we had enough
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| No pain, no chain could ever hold us back
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| We were free like the sea
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| Like we were always meant to be
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| Not a single worry on our minds
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| If we could go back in time
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| Would you try to change what went wrong
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| Or would you say it’s naive to try?
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| We always end up where we belong
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| Where we belong
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| Where we belong
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| Where we belong
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| We could feel it was real
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| We tasted warm blood on cold steel
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| And toasted to life with death herself
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| We were thieves, we were saints
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| We were animals no one could tame
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| Moving mountains with our manic minds
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| If we could go back in time
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| Would you try to change what went wrong
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| Or would you say it’s naive to try?
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| We always end up where we belong
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| Where we belong
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| Where we belong
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| Where we belong
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| Fate is not immune to time
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| Free will is a lie
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| If we could go back in time
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| Why do we end up where we belong?
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| Where we belong
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| Where we belong
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| Where we belong |