| Gears turning that no wrench can attack
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| Consideration
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| Or pause had their time come and pass
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| No gloves bet you can’t get enough
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| Make a fine parade so the public sways in your wake
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| I just thought that I would go
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| Till the money’s gone
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| I never wanted to fake it
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| Now I can’t stop till everyone
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| Who ever done me wrong
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| Knows I’m not willing to take it
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| Boy, you’ve got a Hard time
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| Bring yourself to glory
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| I never wanted my name up in bright lights
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| But I think that I might be there soon
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| I owe it all to you (I owe it all to you)
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| I was never looking for fame or the limelight
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| But I think that I might be there soon
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| I owe it all to you
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| No one ever told me what it meant to be alone
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| I had to learn on my lonesome
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| Now every feigning flame I chance upon
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| I put the fire on
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| I keep my wheels in motion
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| Boy, you’ve had a hard time
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| Bring yourself to glory
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| I never wanted my name up in bright lights
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| But I think that I might be there soon
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| I owe it all to you (I owe it all to you)
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| I was never looking for fame or the limelight
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| But I think that I might be there soon
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| I owe it all to you
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| Boy you’ve had a hard time
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| Bring yourself to glory
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| You’ve had a hard time
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| Bring yourself to glory
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| You’ve had a hard time
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| Bring yourself to glory
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| And here’s those spoils of war that you asked for
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| I never wanted my name up in bright lights
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| But I think that I might be there soon
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| I owe it all to you (I owe it all to you)
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| I was never looking for fame or the limelight
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| But I think that I might be there soon
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| I owe it all to you |