what makes you think that it'll all work out in the end.
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afraid to feel bad. better off to try and pretend. I'm
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immortal, immune to all that is wrong. just keep on wishing.
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crossing my fingers. so long. is this helping? i'm growning
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weaker each day. can't stop whining.
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still afraid of what i might say or reactions, that control us one and all.
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[chorus]
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It's mine, it's pure and as decent as i can make myself.
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Inside, we all know, only the strong survive.
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Why don't you think about that?
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so now i'm bleeding on myself yes once again.
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seems i trusted another deceitful freind. my fault. should've known the deal.
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keep your friends close, but your enemies closer, for real.
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seems easy, but nothing could be so hard. trying to guess lifes
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dealing. what's the next card? I'm surely folding.
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i don't like this hand at all.
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[chorus]
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Keep those eyes wide open, here comes a blind side.
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maybe things happen for a reason and wherein lies the answer.
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to overcome the grieving of lifes unruly lessons. i'm handed
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in sucession. it builds my pain which makes me strong.
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[chorus]
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Why don't you think about that??
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Only The Strong
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| Flaw |
