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Will not back down now |
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I've got no place else to run and hide to |
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Have come to far to buckle now |
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Can't lay this one down to the likes of you |
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And I don't say that with some bullshit sense of pride |
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I need you to know that I'm not done screaming |
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About whether or not your foot has the right |
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To be in some kids face |
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Will not back down now |
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I've got no place else to run and hide to |
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Have come to far to buckle now |
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Can't lay this one down to the likes of you |
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And if that's the case |
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Then I say arm us all |
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And we'll get this asshole contest |
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Right under way |
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But it would be just like your to drag your keyboard to a gunfight |
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And so long after the smoke had cleared |
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I stood there all night if you had so much to say |
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Instead of running home lion tail between your legs |
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Crying about some little needle stuck in your paw |
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I don't give a **** if my words have grown old |
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I've never been so willing to see a relationship fray |
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I don't give a **** how thin this ice has become |
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I'm stomping on it anyway |