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Did you fight your evil demons |
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Or did you walk away in tears |
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Did you hold your head within your hands |
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After all those years? |
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Did you tell them of your story? |
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How you fought till you were done |
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At the end of the day when you'd had your say |
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Well, the big guns won |
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When you talked to me of glory |
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I know you held your banners high |
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But for all the good it did you |
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You made a grown man cry |
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And for those of us who loved you |
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And couldn't bear to see the pain |
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When the lights went out inside you |
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Something died in vain |
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It was you against the world |
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With a wounded heart you'd try to be a woman |
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A fragile little bird |
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With the wings that wouldn't fly |
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You denied yourself the childhood you deserved |
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It was you against the world |
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And you were just a little girl |
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Could you think about forgiveness |
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Could you find it in your heart |
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To release all the anger you feel |
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And make a brave new start |
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To forget about your battles |
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There's no shame in your defeat |
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Love will only make you stronger |
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Make your life complete |
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And be that little girl |
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For soon enough you will become a woman |
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High above the world |
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So precious and so proud |
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Your wings soar through the cloud towards your freedom |
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But remember, mighty bird |
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When you were just a little girl |
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And it was you against the world |