| Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh
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| Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh
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| Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh
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| Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh
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| You knocked me down, all the demons creepin' in, no
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| Another round tradin’ shots with my ego
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| Running can't help me now, your chains only drag me down
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| I've battled hard with the face in the mirror
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| Every scar makes me dig down deeper
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| I push it ’til there's nothin' more
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| 'Cause I'm stronger than I was before
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| It's time to stand up, stand up
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| Show me what you're made of
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| Hands up, hands up
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| Fight the fear, fight the fear
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| Rise up from the ground, gonna make you a believer
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| Fight the fear, fight the fear
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| Blood, sweat, tears make the pain taste sweeter
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| (Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh)
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| Fight the fear, fight the fear
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| (Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh)
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| Rise up from the ground gonna make you a believer
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| Feel the pulse in my veins like a fighter
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| I'm the rush like the heat from the fire
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| Nothing can stop me now
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| I’ll scream it ’til my lungs give out, so
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| It's time to stand up, stand up
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| Show me what you’re made of
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| Hands up, hands up
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| Fight the fear, fight the fear
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| Rise up from the ground, gonna make you a believer
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| Fight the fear, fight the fear
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| Blood, sweat, tears make the pain taste sweeter
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| (Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh)
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| Fight the fear, fight the fear
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| (Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh)
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| Rise up from the ground gonna make you a believer
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| Stand up, stand up, show me what you're made of
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| Hands up, hands up, show me what you're made of
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| It's time to stand up, stand up, show me what you’re made of
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| Hands up, hands up, show me what you're made of
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| It's time to stand up, stand up, show me what you're made of
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| (Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh)
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| Hands up, hands up, show me what you're made of
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| (Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh)
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| It's time to stand up, stand up, show me what you're made of
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| (Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh)
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| Hands up, hands up
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| (Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh)
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| Fight the fear, fight the fear
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| Rise up from the ground, gonna make you a believer
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| Fight the fear, fight the fear
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| Blood, sweat, tears make the pain taste sweeter
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| (Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh)
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| Fight the fear, fight the fear
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| (Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh-oh)
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| Rise up from the ground gonna make you a believer |