| Pass the tape around, round, round
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| Will you ever measure up in the end?
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| Your back is twisted now, now, now
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| Don’t seem to fit with those visions in your mind
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| Take a step out of your cage
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| And channel your inner rage
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| Or it’ll bite you, oh
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| The map it now becomes your trail
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| Blood is seeping through your grave
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| Life’s too good to throw away
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| So when your backs against the wall
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| Turn and fight them all
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| Today We’re Warriors
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| Today We’re Warriors
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| Inner Clarity, ty, ty
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| To what was broken inside you and me
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| We’re painting on the road, road, road
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| Writing a story yet to be told
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| One by one we’ll etch the stars
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| 'Til our pain becomes our scars
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| If you like it?
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| The map it now becomes your trail
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| Blood is seeping through your grave
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| Life’s too good to throw away
|
| So when your backs against the wall
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| Turn and fight them all
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| Today We’re Warriors
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| The map it now becomes your trail
|
| Blood is seeping through your grave
|
| Life’s too good to throw away
|
| So when your backs against the wall
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| Turn and fight them all
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| Today We’re Warriors
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| Today We’re Warriors
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| Today We’re Warriors
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| Today We’re Warriors |