| I’ve been through the fire
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| I felt embers down my spine
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| And I’ve said «World would you please have some mercy on me?
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| Or could you please lift the curses on me?»
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| It said, «You always did
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| Like it the hard way since you was a kid
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| Look at the scars on your leg, you --
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| You keep choosing the wild road»
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| Ohh, I’m not sorry
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| Stay sick cause I follow my gut
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| They say I was pushing my luck
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| Now I’ma push me a matte all black truck
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| Oh, I’m not sorry
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| Stay sick cause I follow my gut
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| They say I was pushing my luck
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| Now I’ma push me a all black, truck
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| Now I’ma push me a all black, truck
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| Now I’ma push me a matte all-
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| I been through the storm
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| I heard thunder in my heart
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| And I’ve said «World would you please shine a light up on me?
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| Or would you show me a sign you love me?»
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| It said, «You always did
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| Like it the hard way since you was a kid
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| Time after time, again ooh
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| You keep the choosing the wild road»
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| Ohh, I’m not sorry
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| Stay sick cause I follow my gut
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| They say I was pushing my luck
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| Now I’ma push me a matte all black truck
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| Oh, I’m not sorry
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| Stay sick cause I follow my gut
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| They say I was pushing my luck
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| Now I’ma push me a all black, truck
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| Now I’ma push me a all black, truck
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| I’ma push me a matte all black truck
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| Stay sick cause I follow my gut
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| They say I was pushing my luck
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| Now I’ma push me a matte all black truck |