| Oh! |
| Opening wounds will never close again,
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| Opening wounds will never close,
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| Beaten and thrown to the ground
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| That’s just another, just another day for me Swimming in my own pool of red
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| That is what I always, what always seem to see.
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| I won’t lie on this ground much longer
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| I will stand higher than the ones who brought me down
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| This is winning the war
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| I couldn’t care less, about your pathetic battle
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| I will stand on my own two feet
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| And wash away, the blood in my mouth
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| I will stand on my own two feet
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| And feel the way, I want to be.
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| I’ll always know, always know
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| Opening wounds will never close again.
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| Opening wounds.
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| Beaten and thrown to the ground
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| That’s just the past, just the past for me Swimming in my own pool of red
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| That is what I used to, what I used to see
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| Seeing life from the dirt is no way, no way to live
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| Seeing life from this place you put me in Is no way, no way, no way to live.
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| I will stand on my own two feet
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| And wash away, the blood in my mouth
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| I will stand on my own two feet
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| And feel the way, I want to be.
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| I’ll always know, always know
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| Opening wounds will never close again.
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| Opening wounds will never close again.
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| I’ll always know, x2
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| Opening wounds will never close again. |