Well, I remember when we were young
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And you said that I was done
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Well, I walked the long boulevard
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My head hanging down
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And the word out on the street
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I was back up on my feet
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I was fighting the same old wars
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Had to even up the score
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And I'm still alive and I will survive
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I can take what life's got to give
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Just need a little time
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And I'm still alive, talking that some ol' jive
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I can handle what comes my way
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Just gimme another day
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And the times have changed my friend
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I'll be here to the bitter end
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With a guitar in my hand I stand a little taller
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And I've been to hell and back
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I ain't falling off this track
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From the back to the front page
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From the gutter to the stage
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And I'm still alive and I will survive
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I can take what life's got to give
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Just need a little time
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And I'm still alive, talking that some ol' jive
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I can handle what comes my way
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Just gimme another day
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And from town to town I roam
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Take me so very far from home
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And I woke up one summer day and I fell in love
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And the times have changed, my friend
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I'll be here to the bitter end
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And I'm here to make my stand
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With a guitar in my hand
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And I'm still alive and I will survive
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I can take what life's got to give
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Just need a little time
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And I'm still alive, talking that some ol' jive
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I can handle what comes my way
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Just gimme another day
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Another day
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Still Alive
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Social Distortion |