| In the time I’ve got to go
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| With the choices I have left
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| I may be poorly but I’m the captain of my soul
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| I walk this world with no regrets
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| But if I’m gonna fall
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| I’ll fall on higher ground
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| And if I’m gonna lose
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| I’ll go down swinging
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| In the closing moments
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| The defining round
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| You are all gonna see
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| The fight left in me
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| I know better than to care
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| And I care enough to know
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| That if they have their way
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| they will strip your spirit bare
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| That’s not the way I plan to go
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| But if I’m gonna fall
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| I’ll fall on higher ground
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| And if I’m gonna lose
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| I’ll go down swinging
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| In the closing moments
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| The defining round
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| You are all gonna see
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| There is no common ground
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| There is no foreign soil
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| Give a man water and he’ll do his best to drown
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| Runs out of water give him oil
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| But if I’m gonna fall
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| I’ll fall on higher ground
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| And if I’m gonna lose
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| I’ll go down swinging
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| In the closing moments
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| The defining round
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| You are all gonna see
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| But if I’m gonna fall
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| I’ll fall on higher ground
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| And if I’m gonna lose
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| I’ll go down singing
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| When I’m bruised and battered
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| And I’ve gone to ground
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| You are all gonna see
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| The fight left in me |