Is there even a reason why,
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this world cannot open up it’s eyes
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(It seems to the fact that it’s dying).
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It’s all up to the wanderes,
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the time for us to take off our disguise,
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and show who whe fight for the world
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cannot survive with all our hate.
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Whe are the ones,
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whe are the sons who’ve had enough,
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the wanderes not good enough.
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Whe are the ones,
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whe are the daughters who’ve overcome,
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whe are everyone,
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the chosen.
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Have you ever seen the weak survive,
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(weak survive)
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whe rise up,
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with the fire in our eyes.
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When the world says whe can’t,
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but you say whe can,
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there is nothing to fear anymore.
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Everybody stop and take a breath
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(take a breath),
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step back and look at this,
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inhale, exhale,
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whe’ve set the whole worlds all on fire!
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(fire).
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Whe are the ones,
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whe are the sons who’ve had enough,
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the wanderes not good enough.
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Whe are the ones,
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whe are the daughters who’ve overcome,
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whe are everyone,
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the chosen.
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They throw their stick
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and throw their stones,
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i’m not afraid of the pain that’s in my bones.
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I’ve got desire raging in my soul,
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i’m not about to cave,
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i’m not about to cave!
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Whe are the ones,
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whe are the sons who’ve had enough,
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the wanderes not good enough.
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Whe are the ones,
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whe are the daughters who’ve overcome,
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whe are everyone,
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the chosen.
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Whe are the ones who’ve had enough!
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The chosen.
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Whe are the ones who’ve overcome! |