| For the ones that always stood their ground
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| For those who spoke when no one made a sound
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| For the ones that fought until the end
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| For the ones that die with empty hands
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| For the ones that made it for so far
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| For those who are real proud of every scar
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| For the ones that probably die young
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| You’re my inspiration for this song
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| For the ones that still stand proud
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| For the ones that never ever had a doubt
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| For the ones like you and me
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| This one’s for us
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| For the ones they stomp into the ground
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| For decent folks that often come around
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| For the ones with poor hard working hands
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| For the ones that no one understands
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| For the ones that had been beaten down
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| For those that feel true love for there home town
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| For the ones that came out second best
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| For those who are still damaged from the past
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| For the ones that still stand proud
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| For the ones that never ever had a doubt
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| For the ones like you and me
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| This one’s for us
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| It’s for honest men who could not find a solution so they lied
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| For macho men that are somehow still not man enough to cry
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| For heroes trough out history that fought until they died
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| And outlaws that have tried to show their ways were justified
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| For the ones like you and me
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| This one’s for us
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| For the ones that still stand proud
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| For the ones that never ever had a doubt
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| For the ones like you and me
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| This one’s for us |