Almost to the point
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Where in the past I've given up
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But this time something keeps
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On telling me I've got to go on
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So now I will try to get the
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Lead out of my blood and lose
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The paralyzing lies
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That shower from above
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I must strengthen my
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Constitution
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I must gather my
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Resolve
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I've got to muster every
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Ounce of my resistance
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Self inflicted doom
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Has left me open and exposed
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To every sickness every fallacy
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That's going around
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I will not succumb to the belief
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That others hold that there is
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No defense against infection
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As I've been told
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We're tolerant to the wrongs
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Dealt out with regularity
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Our toxic level is drawn
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From sheer lack of humanity
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Past The Point
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