| I won’t surrender
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| The last piece of my inspiration
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| The brightest flame I had inside
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| They took it away
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| When they say run you ask how far
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| There’s nothing left, we’ve seen it all
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| Light the fire within us
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| And take back what’s stolen from us
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| Fuel the flame
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| Break the pattern within us
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| And don’t let this tear us apart
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| We’re born to roam free
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| Every day is another trashed and wasted one
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| As I’m taking one step forward
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| It feels like taking two steps back
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| Cause if we live only to follow
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| Then we live only to die
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| When they say run you ask how far
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| There’s nothing left, we’ve seen it all
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| Light the fire within us
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| And take back what’s stolen from us
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| Fuel the flame
|
| Break the pattern within us
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| And don’t let this tear us apart
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| We’re born to roam free
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| We are running, but what is the point?
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| We are moving, but the world stands still
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| In times like these
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| What is the purpose
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| If we live only to follow
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| We live only to die
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| Light the fire within us
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| And take back what’s stolen from us
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| Fuel the flame
|
| Light the fire within us
|
| And take back what’s stolen from us
|
| Fuel the flame
|
| Break the pattern within us
|
| And don’t let this tear us apart
|
| We’re born to roam free
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| Light the fire
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| Light the fire
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| Light the fire
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| We’re born to roam free |