| I am so far away
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| And it’s more than I can take
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| I haven’t heard your voice in days
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| I haven’t heard your voice in days
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| What is the measure of a man?
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| Is it wading through the worst?
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| Or is the measure of a man
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| Admitting when he is defeated?
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| But I am not and will not be defeated
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| I have given everything in my life for this
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| I’m counting down the days
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| Though I’ve been broken and beaten
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| I know I can’t let it, I know I can’t let it win
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| This feeling that there is nothing left
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| That my purpose is gone
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| These views, they never cease
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| To keep me from myself and who I am
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| So what makes the measure of a man?
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| Is it being too stubborn to let go of the good and move on?
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| But I am not and will not be defeated
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| I will wade through the worst of it all
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| I’m counting down the days
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| Though I’ve been broken and beaten
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| I am not done with this
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| I know I will not fall
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| This is my deepest dream
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| Or is this a nightmare in disguise?
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| What makes the measure of a man?
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| Is it always trying to do right?
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| I’m' so far away
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| And I don’t know if it’s more than I can take
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| With these views, that never cease to keep me from myself
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| With these views, they never cease to keep me from myself
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| I will keep moving forward when I have nothing left
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| I am not and will not be defeated
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| I’ve given everything in my life for this
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| But I am not and will not be defeated
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| I’ve given everything in my life for this |