| In my head I hold magical powers
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| Make my bed at the top of the tower
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| And I cry out «Tonight will be ours»
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| As the sound of my voice will grow louder
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| I’m unarmed as I march into battle
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| And my horse has run out with my saddle
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| Where I’m from I don’t need a gun
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| I go down with the beat, down with the beat, down
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| As the sun rises outside my door
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| I have no scars, no signs of war
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| As the sun rises outside my door
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| As I walk down the street I imagine
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| All the things I defeat empty handed
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| Where I’m from I don’t need a gun
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| Where I’m from I don’t need a gun
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| When I say I will never surrender
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| This is something that you should remember
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| Where I’m from I don’t need a gun
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| I go down with the beat, down with the beat, down
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| As the sun rises outside my door
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| I have no scars, no signs of war
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| As the sun rises outside my door
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| I go down with the beat, down with the beat, down
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| Where I’m from I don’t need a gun
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| When I say I will never surrender
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| As the sun rises outside my door
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| I have no scars, no signs of war
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| As the sun rises outside my door
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| I go down with the beat, down with the beat, down |