| Give me something classic
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| Something that’ll last forever
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| More durable than plastic
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| And stronger than leather
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| I don’t mean magic
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| I need something better
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| Something that comes from blood and sweat and tears
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| And years and years and years of pressure
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| I took all the sticks and stones
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| All the blows and bricks they throw
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| Everything that ever gave me scars
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| All the hurt and bridges burned
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| Every word and lesson learned
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| And turned it into art
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| And in time built a diamond heart
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| I built a diamond heart
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| Even in the night sky
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| Scars keep glowing
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| Even under concrete
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| Flowers keep growing
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| They said I’d never make it
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| But I keep going
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| Oh, 'cause life is more than just survival
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| Every step is my revival
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| I took all the sticks and stones
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| All the blows and bricks they throw
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| Everything that ever gave me scars
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| All the hurt and bridges burned
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| Every word and lesson learned
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| And turned it into art
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| And in time built a diamond heart
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| When the light hits me just right
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| It’s like no other
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| The storm and the rain
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| Made a million colors
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| All the flowers blooming summer
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| Light has cut in
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| Through the darkest hour
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| And I call it art
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| It all made a diamond heart
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| I built a diamond heart
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| I built a diamond heart |