| Shoulder to shoulder
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| I know it could be easy, yeah
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| Now keep your head up, talk to me
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| I know it could be easy, yeah
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| What would the world be, if we let it be just fine
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| What would a smile be, if not a tear sometime
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| Sister, sister
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| I know it could be easy, yeah
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| Now keep your head up, talk to me
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| I know it could be easy, yeah
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| What would the world be, if we let it be just fine
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| What would a smile be, if not a tear sometime
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| I rather fail on my own terms
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| And call it a lesson learned
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| I rather fail on my own terms
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| Than follow you and get burned
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| I rather fail on my own terms
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| And call it a lesson learned
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| I rather fail on my own terms
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| Than follow you and get burned
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| Shoulder to shoulder
|
| I know it could be easy, yeah
|
| Now keep your head up, talk to me
|
| I know it could be easy, yeah
|
| What would the world be, if we let it be just fine
|
| What would a smile be, if not a tear sometime
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| Mother, mother
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| I know it could be easy, yeah
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| Now keep your head up, talk to me
|
| I know it could be easy, yeah
|
| What would the world be, if we let it be just fine
|
| What would a smile be, if not a tear sometime
|
| I rather fail on my own terms
|
| And call it a lesson learned
|
| I rather fail on my own terms
|
| Than follow you and get burned
|
| I rather fail on my own terms
|
| And call it a lesson learned
|
| I rather fail on my own terms
|
| Than follow you and get burned
|
| I rather fail on my own terms
|
| And call it a lesson learned
|
| I rather fail on my own terms
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| Than follow you and get burned |