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It's time...
It's time...
Step on up
What makes me think that it'll all work out in the end?
Afraid to feel bad, better off to try and pretend
I'm immortal, immune to all that is wrong
Just keep on wishing, crossing my fingers so long
Is this helping? I'm growing weaker each day
Can't stop whining, still afraid of what I might say
Or reactions, that control us one and all
It's mine, it's pure and
As decent as I can make myself
Inside, we all know
Only the strong survive
Why don't you think about that?
Why don't you think about that?
So now I'm bleeding on myself, yes, once again
Seems I trusted another deceitful friend
My fault, I should've known the deal
Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer for real
Seems easy, but nothing could be so hard
Trying to guess life's dealing, what's the next card?
I'm surely folding, I don't like this hand at all
It's mine, it's pure and
As decent as I can make myself
Inside, we all know
Only the strong survive
Keep those eyes wide open, here comes a blindside
Keep those eyes wide open, here comes a blindside
Keep those eyes wide open, here comes a blindside
Keep those eyes wide open, here comes a blindside
Keep those eyes wide open, here comes a blindside
Keep those eyes wide open, here comes a blindside
Keep those eyes wide open, here comes a blindside
Keep those eyes wide open, here comes a blindside
Maybe things happen for a reason
And wherein lies the answer to overcome the grieving
Of life's unruly lessons, I'm handed in succession
It builds my pain which makes me strong
It's mine, it's pure and
As decent as I can make myself
Inside, we all know
Only the strong survive
When it's mine, it's pure and
As decent as I can make myself
Inside, we all know
Only the strong survive
Why don't you think about that?
Why don't you think about that for a minute?
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