| Now i’m a little bit older
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| I’m expected to accept all the things that I can’t change
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| I’m supposed to stand aside
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| While the fairness you can’t hide is paraded before my face
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| I won’t acquiesce take second best I’m never satisfied
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| Cos there’s a fire inside won’t be denied
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| And i’m still burning see you’ll never put the spark out in my soul
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| Still burning and injustice builds a bonfire in my core
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| Still burning
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| If i turn my back on all the honesty you lack
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| Would that make me more mature?
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| By pretending to be blind, and accepting all your lies
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| I’d be giving in for sure
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| I won’t acquiesce or take second best
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| I’m never satisfied cos there’s a fire inside won’t be denied
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| And i’m still burning you’ll never put the spark out in my soul
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| Still burning and injustice build a bonfire at my core
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| Still burning
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| We like to think we live in a fair & justice society
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| Yet we can still lock a man away for 19 years
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| Having denied him the use of witness statements
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| That might have cleared his name
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| And we call that justice?
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| Not in my eyes |