[00:00.93]The Fighter
[00:01.28]Bon Jovi
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[00:14.56]I should write down these words ‘fore I lose them
[00:23.69]Or write you a song just to use them
[00:32.09]Someday you may wanna know who I am,
[00:37.23]Beyond this facade no guitar in my hand
[00:42.16]No I am not a writer
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[00:51.97]These eyes hold no secrets I hide no truths
[01:00.54]I am all I am, all I was to you
[01:09.46]The lie and the promise, the great escape artist,
[01:14.33]The weed in your garden in that place you’re still guarding
[01:19.32]Where I am not a liar
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[01:28.29]I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade
[01:37.88]I am the fighter, few will remember my name
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[01:50.77]These are hands that can offer protection
[01:59.99]But hid me from my own reflection
[02:08.07]I’m that book that ain’t finished, a sink full of dishes,
[02:13.53]The horse that ain’t winning, the priest that’s still sinning
[02:18.25]The spark that starts the fire
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[02:27.34]I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade
[02:37.09]I am the fighter, few will remember my name
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[02:50.39]With loneliness next to me, feels its misery,
[02:55.73]nursing another black eye
[02:59.65]On the New Jersey turnpike, counting the headlights
[03:05.43]Those cars just like days pass me by
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[03:31.57]I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade
[03:41.21]I am the fighter, few will remember my name
[03:51.01]I am the fighter, though not a boxer by trade
[04:00.86]I am the fighter, a fighter’s born but not made
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[04:13.67]I should write down these words ‘fore I lose them
[04:22.92]Or write you a song just to use them.
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