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I want to cry |
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I live and die |
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I search and find |
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I waste my time |
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I plead my loss |
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When I dread my cross |
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I reached my part |
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And seen disgust |
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I gotta hold on |
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I gotta hold on |
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I gotta hold on |
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I gotta hold on |
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To my disgust |
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I take I creep |
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I laugh and sleep |
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I roll in thunder |
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But still I wonder |
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I (?) I grow |
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But sometimes I wonder |
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My mind's so slow |
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I gotta hold on |
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To my disgust |
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You should see it work |
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The politics and dirt |
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Give it to me inch by inch |
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In the (?) style |
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Take it from me mile by mile |
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As the rich come in |
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You see this earth she cries |
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While the rest of them smile |
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I gotta hold on |
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I gotta hold on |
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I gotta hold on |
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I gotta hold on |
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I gotta hold on |
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I gotta hold on |
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I gotta hold on |
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I gotta hold on |
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I gotta hold on |
