| So hold your head high and know,
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| its not the end of the road
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| walk down this beaten path before-
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| you pack your things and go at the end of the road
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| you’ll find what you’ve been longing for
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| you’ll find what you’ve been longing for
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| i know 'cause my feet have the scars to show
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| i was lost without direction and no place to call home
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| it’s time for you to press on-
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| this is not your war.
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| set your sights- set your sights to north
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| press on, press on oh this is not your escape-
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| this is not your escape;
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| wash away what they’ve thought of you;
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| press on, press on
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| 'cause in this place, we’re all as good as dead
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| in cycle
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| 'cause in this place, we’re all as good as dead
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| in cycle
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| press on behind the mask you’ll find yourself alone
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| its not the end of the road, the end of the road for you
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| at the end of the road, you’ll find what you’ve been longing for
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| you’ll find what you’ve been longing for you’ll find what you’ve been longing
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| for |