| When I offer you survival,
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| You say it’s hard enough to live,
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| It’s not so bad, it’s not so bad
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| How do you know that you’re right?
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| I awoke on the roadside,
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| In the land of the free ride,
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| And I can’t pull it any longer,
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| The sun is beating down my neck
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| So I ran with the devil
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| Left a trail of excuses,
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| Like a stone on the water,
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| The elements decide my fate,
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| Watch it go…"bling".
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| When I offer you survival,
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| You say it’s hard enough to live,
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| Don’t tell me that it’s over,
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| Stand up Poor and tired,
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| But more than this
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| How do you know that you’re right?
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| If you’re not nervous anymore,
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| It’s not so bad, it’s not so bad
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| I feel my vision slipping in and out of focus,
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| But I’m pushing on for that horizon,
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| I’m pushing on,
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| Now I’ve got the blowing wind against my face
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| So you sling rocks at the rip tide,
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| Am I wrong or am I right?
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| I hit the bottom with a «huh!»
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| ?? |
| Quite strange,
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| I get my glory in the desert rain,
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| Watch it go…"bling".
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| When I offer you survival,
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| You say it’s hard enough to live,
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| And I’ll tell you when it’s over,
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| Stand up Shut up poor and tired,
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| But more than this
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| How do you know that you’re right?
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| If you’re not nervous anymore,
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| It’s not so bad, it’s not so bad…
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| Higher and higher,
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| We’re gonna take it,
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| Down to the wire,
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| We’re gonna make it,
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| Out of the fire,
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| Higher and higher.
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| Higher and higher,
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| We’re gonna take it,
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| Down to the wire,
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| We’re gonna make it out,
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| Whoa-oh-oh Higher and higher…
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| It ain’t hard to hold,
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| When it shines like gold,
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| You’ll remember me. |