| Back to the fairytale, back to the show
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| Backed to the wall and there’s nowhere to go
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| Hopeless and desperate, all paths adverse
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| Things looking bleak and they’re bound to get worse
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| Helpless and doomed and there’s no way to win
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| Goals unachievable, faith running thin
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| Lost and forlorn, impossible odds
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| That’s when you’ll learn you’ve been messing with gods
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| Send in your Grimm, tear off my limb
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| Strike me with bolts of lightning
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| I won’t die
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| The battle seems unwinnable
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| But all we need’s a miracle
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| We’re going up
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| We’ll never be denied
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| Can’t wish away the dismal days
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| Can’t bring back what is gone
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| Won’t waste more tears on yesteryears
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| Instead we’ll carry on
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| We’ll win for sure, we will endure
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| And though our goal is far
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| We’ll be the ones to touch the sun
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| The triumph will be ours
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| Nowhere to run now, no time to grieve
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| No other choices, it’s die or believe
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| Not backing down, we’re standing at last
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| Beat and dejected are things of the past
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| This is the moment, this is the day
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| This is the place and we came here to slay
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| Yeah, I’m a girl, but I’m also a gun
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| Fast and I’m deadly, you’ll never outrun
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| Strike down my friends, I’ll never bend
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| Right to the end, I’m fighting
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| Glorified
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| And though it’s unpredictable
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| We’re heading for the pinnacle
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| We’ll never stop
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| We’re heading towards the sky
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| Can’t wish away the dismal days
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| Can’t bring back what is gone
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| Won’t waste more tears on yesteryears
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| Instead we’ll carry on
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| We’ll win for sure, we will endure
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| And though our goal is far
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| We’ll be the ones to touch the sun
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| The triumph will be ours
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| It’s not destiny
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| It would be a grave mistake to think so
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| Every choice is ours and ours alone
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| This hasn’t all been mapped by fate
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| This is the future we create
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| And we’re powered by
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| Every tear that’s dried
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| Can’t wish away the dismal days
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| Can’t bring back what is gone
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| Won’t waste more tears on yesteryears
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| Instead we’ll carry on
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| We’ll win for sure, we will endure
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| And though our goal is far
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| We’ll be the ones to touch the sun
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| The triumph will be ours
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| The triumph will be ours |