Kid, you need some thicker skin,
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You don't take punches well.
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You're just like your old man
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But you're young and scared.
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You're weak in your beliefs
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And you've got so much to prove
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And not a lot of time
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Before they get to you.
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So please, Stay True.
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Yeah, you stick up for your friends
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And you've got a lot of heart.
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You remind me of myself
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Before I lost my nerve.
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I've been counting my mistakes.
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I can see all that we've lost
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And I don't want to talk
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About the old days.
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Disregard those clapping hands.
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They'll turn to punches when you're down.
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Disregard the critics' praise.
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They'll be the first to tell the news
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That you've sold your soul.
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Disregard those dollar signs.
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They'll buy the biggest house in hell
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Where you'll live alone.
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Just keep your head down,
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Keep your friends close,
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Hold fast to your beliefs
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And, whatever else you do,
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Stay True.
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Believe me, when I say,
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It's the hardest thing to do.
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Stay True.
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They'll kill you by inches.
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Don't let them make a move.
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Stay True.
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Look me in the eye
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And promise me one thing:
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Stay True.
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Nothing else matters.
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None of this is real.
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Disregard the cynics' path.
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They'll buy a drink and laugh with you
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While you trade defeats.
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Disregard your fear of death.
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We've all got a lot to lose.
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Whatever else you do,
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Stay True.
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Stay True
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| Thursday |
