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You can play master but |
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I won't wear your chains. |
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Throw out your dreams, and tell me what remains. |
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Shake your power in my face, but leave your threats behind. |
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Oh, no, no, no, |
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I'm not the tremblin' kind. |
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You want me to get down on my knees. |
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And beg for just a little sympathy. |
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You want me to go to bed, beat it and resign. |
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Oh, no, no, no, |
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I'm not the tremblin' kind. |
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It's so bright, yet |
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I'm not afraid to stand my ground. ' |
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Cause you'll find that you're never gonna break me down. |
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No, No. No more promises, no more of your lies. |
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No more wasted virtues, no more call at your tries. |
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I may be a fugitive: |
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I'm not runnin' blind. |
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Oh, no, no, no, |
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I'm not the tremblin' kind. |
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Instrumental break. |
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It's so bright, yet |
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I'm not afraid to stand my ground. ' |
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Cause you'll find that you're never gonna break me down. |
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No, No. No more promises, no more of your lies. |
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No more wasted virtues, no more call at your tries. |
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I may be a fugitive: |
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I'm not runnin' blind. |
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Oh, no, no, no, |
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I'm not the tremblin' kind. |
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Oh, no, no, no, |
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I'm not the tremblin' kind. |
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Oh, no, no, no, |
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I'm not the tremblin' kind. |