| Courage
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| I been beating my head against the rubber wall. |
| I’ve been jumping on a Ladder, tryin' to make it fall. |
| We’re diving on the cliff from the highest
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| Rocks. |
| Living under penalty, no seceond thoughts.
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| Riding and changes. |
| And the world re- arranges. |
| This is sink or swim. |
| Sure
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| As hell, no — one stays, I’m in.
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| Riding and changes. |
| And my mind re-arranges. |
| First, always the same
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| Surrender. |
| Always left with the tender heart.
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| We’re in this strong beat. |
| Getting a rest through the night. |
| The streets
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| Are all empty.
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| Looking and running. |
| Shouting people is coming. |
| Enough, he know me through
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| The law.
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| Ooh get the bull
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| By the horns. |
| Listen to the rumble from beneath the ground. |
| I’m tryin’to
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| Get to sleep but there’s that angry sound. |
| All the stamping and the
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| Kicking, don’t know what I’m gone do.
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| Have them made to maybe face the popping out. |
| Popping out. |
| Popping out.
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| Popping out. |
| Ooh.
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| Riding and changes. |
| And the world re- arranges fast. |
| This is sink or swim.
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| Sure as hell, no — one knows, what state I’m in.
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| Riding and changes. |
| And my mind re-arranges. |
| First, always the same
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| Surrender. |
| Always left with the tender heart.
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| This is making me nerveus. |
| I have to admit it. |
| It’s out in the open. |
| I Stand so deminished. |
| But there is no escaping it. |
| Here it comes, this is It.
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| This is it. |
| This is it. |
| This is it. |
| Is it. |
| is it… Popping out. |
| Popping
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| Out. |
| This is it! |