| Some days feel so heavy
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| They come when I’m not quite ready
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| I get to feelin' useless
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| But I can see right through this
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| I’m gonna let the song in my head ring
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| It feels like the world is collapsing
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| But I already know it’s gonna happen
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| I’m gonna hold on tighter
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| Yes, I’m a lover, but I’m also a fighter
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| The song in my head keeps me clappin'
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| 'Cause I got a song and it must be sung
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| Everyday’s a war, and it must be won
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| Whenever I feel like I’m comin' undone
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| The song in my head keeps me marching on
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| The world’s full of bad news bearers
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| Talkin' heads talkin' 'bout terror
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| Sometimes I feel so useless
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| Like nothing I could do would ever improve it
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| But I can make the world a little better
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| You tell me that you’re worried 'bout tomorrow
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| You talk like all the time you’ve got is borrowed
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| Like you’re livin' on credit
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| But you keep singin', honey, you can bet it’s
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| Gonna sing it through tomorrow
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| With a song and it must be sung
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| Everyday’s a war, and it must be won
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| Whenever I feel like I’m comin' undone
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| The song in my head keeps me marching
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| With a song and it must be sung
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| Everyday’s a war, and it must be won
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| Whenever I feel like I’m comin' undone
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| The song in my head keeps me marching on |