| Show me what you’ve got
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| I will stand my ground
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| Win or lose, it matters not
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| I will not back down
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| Through scorching flames
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| Through fields of pain
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| Baptism of steel
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| Not a penny to my name
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| But I will never ever kneel
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| My hatred is profound
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| I will make you pay
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| I’ll burn you to the ground
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| And dance upon your grave
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| Keep your vicious tongue
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| All bold words are cheap
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| Your name will be unsung
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| As you sow, you’ll reap
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| You think you can’t be beat
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| You think you’re better than me
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| When everything comes around
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| You’re just a king
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| With a paper crown
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| A paper crown
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| Empty cans rattle most
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| Full of hollow words
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| Still the loudest voice prevails
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| The only truth that’s heard
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| My hatred is profound
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| I will make you pay
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| I will burn you' to the ground
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| And dance upon your grave
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| You think you can’t be beat
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| You think you’re better than me
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| When everything comes around
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| You’re just a king
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| With a paper crown
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| You think you know it all
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| The harder you will fall
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| When everything comes around
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| You’re just a king
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| With a paper crown
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| Paper crown
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| The fool he thinks he knows it all
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| But opinions are not facts
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| All the harder he will fall
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| When his world begins to crack
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| Empty cans rattle most
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| A truth as old as dirt
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| Still the loudest voice prevails
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| The only truth that’s heard
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| You think you can’t be beat
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| You think you’re better than me
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| When everything comes around
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| You’re just a king
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| With a paper…
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| You think you know it all
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| The harder you will fall
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| When everything comes around
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| You’re just a king
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| With a paper crown
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| My hatred is profound
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| I will make you pay
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| Burn you to the ground
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| And dance upon your grave |