| I was born 3 months too early
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| The doctor gave me 30 days
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| But I must of had my momma’s will
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| And God’s amazing grace
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| I guess I’ll keep on livin'
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| Even if this love to die for
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| Cause your bags are packed and I ain’t crying
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| You walking out and I’m not trying to change your mind
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| Cause I was born to be…
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| The baby girl without a chance
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| A victim of the circumstance
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| The one who oughta give up
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| But she’s just too hard headed
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| A single mom who works two jobs
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| Who loves her kids and never stops
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| With gentle hands and a heart of a fighter
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| I’m a survivor
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| I don’t believe in self-pity
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| It only brings you down
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| May be the queen of broken hearts
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| But I don’t hide behind the crown
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| When the deck is stacked against me
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| I just play a different game
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| My roots are planted in the past
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| And though my life is changing' fast
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| Who I am is who I wanna be
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| The baby girl without a chance
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| A victim of circumstance
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| The one who oughta give up
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| But she’s just to hard headed
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| A single mom who works two jobs
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| Who loves her kids and never stops
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| With gentle hands and a heart of a fighter
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| I’m a survivor…
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| Oh… A single mom who works two jobs
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| Who loves her kids and never stop
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| With gentle hands and a heart of a fighter
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| I’m a survivor…
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| But I must of had my momma’s will and God’s
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| amazing grace
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| I’m a survivor…(Say once then hum) |