You carry on like nothing's wrong
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But the pain is never gone
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Long enough to move along
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You got an anger deep within
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Buried under broken skin
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It holds you back to hold it in
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But wait, something in the air is calling
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And way up above the stars are forming
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So wake from your solitary grave
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To burn out's better than to fade away
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Stand if you're bored of being abused
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Stand if you're sick of being refused
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Don't sacrifice what you believe
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Don't deny your hopes and dreams
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Or tomorrow's just what could have been
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Now it's time to make a stand
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Middle finger with both hands
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Don't give in to their demands
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But wait, something in the air is calling
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And way up above the stars are forming
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So wake, from your solitary grave
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To burn out's better than to fade away
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Stand if you're bored of being abused
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Stand if you're sick of being refused
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Stand if you're tired of feeling used
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Stand cause there's nothing left to lose
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It's in your hands, make a stand
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If you been abused,
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You've been refused
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You're feeling used
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There's nothing to lose
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If you've been abused
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You've been refused
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You're feeling used
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There's nothing to lose
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Make a stand
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Make a stand
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Make A Stand
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| Like A Storm |
