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I've gone through life white-knuckled |
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In the moments that left me behind |
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Refusing to heed the yield |
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I penetrate the force fields in the blind |
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They say I'll adjust |
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God knows I must |
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But I'm not sure how |
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This natural selection picked me out to be |
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A dark horse running in a fantasy |
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and |
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And I'm running out of time, |
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and |
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Somewhere outside that finish line |
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I square up and break through the chains |
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And I hit like a raging bull |
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Anointed by the blood, I take the reins |
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Cut from the cloth, of a flag that |
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Bears the name of "Battle Born" |
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They'll call me the contender |
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They'll listen for the bell |
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With my face flashing crimson from the fires of hell |
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are you afraid |
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And what are you made of? |
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and |
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And I'm running out of time, |
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and |
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And what are you made of? |
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and |
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Man, I'm turning on a dime, |
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and |
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could |
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This could decay |
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Like the valley below |
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Defences are down |
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The stakes are high |
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the crowd for a face of |
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The fairytale end |
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face off the journey that fathers no |
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The staggering blow |
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find the truth in the roots of |
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You lead with your chin |
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with your corners, just a compass and the |
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This could be real |
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with your corners, just |
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Simple |
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And what are you made of? |
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and |
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And I'm running out of time |
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and |
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What are you made of? |
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He faces forward, |
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Trading in his blindness for the world of love, |
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And time is raging, may it rage in vain, |
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And you always had it, but you never knew, |
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So boots and saddles, get on your feet, |
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There's no surrender, cause there's no retreat, |
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The bells are sounding, bring this match to an end, |
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We are the descendents of giant men. |
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