| I was once a boy.
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| 'Til I cut my penis off.
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| And I grew a hairy skull
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| of stubborn fire.
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| Then I was a girl.
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| 'Til I sewed my hole up.
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| And I grew a hairy heart of dark desire.
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| But.
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| There’s no answer. |
| Just surrender,
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| send all your barriers into the fire.
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| And, let no foot, mark your ground.
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| Let no hand, hold you down.
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| You were once so sad,
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| til' you cut your suffer off.
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| Now you please yourself,
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| and fight your own wars.
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| And you were once so weak,
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| till you sewed your wounds up.
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| Now you’ve learnt to sing about sun and shine!
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| Be your own hero.
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| Be your own saviour.
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| Send all your suffering into the fire.
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| And let not foot, mark your ground.
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| Let no hand, hold you down.
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| Let no foot, mark your ground.
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| Let no hand, hold you down.
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| It’s all yours, (and ours).
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| (one, two, three) It’s all yours.
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| (Let no foot, mark your ground)
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| It’s all yours.
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| (Let no hand, hold you down).
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| Be your own hero.
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| (Let no foot, mark your ground).
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| Be your own saviour.
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| (Let no hand, hold you down)
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| Send all your suffering into the fire.
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| Let no foot, mark your ground.
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| Let no hand, hold you down.
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| Let no foot, mark your ground.
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| Let no hand, hold you down. |