| Ain’t no time for pride these days
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| Put one foot down, then step in place
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| It’s a cold world we’re livin' in, here
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| Makes you wonder how the hell we got here
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| Ways you knew, to earn your keep
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| Just don’t work now -- a change in scene
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| It’s all the same, city to city
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| You can’t hold out on the
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| I’ll walk it off, if this dream’s just a fable
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| But if it ain’t
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| You need it done, I do my thing before they would
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| I don’t mind, I take the crumbs up off the table
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| If it gets me to the table to eat at all
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| 'Bout to feel some real hard times
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| Might get raw for yours and mine
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| Don’t let your spirit get to thinkin'
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| Might find yourself up on the brink, and
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| If you see your folks need you
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| Do whatever you’ve got to do
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| There’s fire and brimstone in these four walls
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| And your diamond will is gonna rub off
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| I’ll walk it off
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| If it gets too cold, I’ll walk it off
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| It won’t take my soul, I’ll walk it off
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| However long the road |