That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
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That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
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It’s been a long bumpy ride sittin' back in the saddle
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It’s time to get down, dirty up our knees in the battle
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Come on, round up the boys, gonna make the walls rattle
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Oh, our flag is tattered
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And our bones are shattered
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But it doesn’t matter
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‘Cause we’re movin' forward
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Round ‘em up, round ‘em up, let’s go
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Round ‘em up, let’s go
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Oh, my eyes are seein' red
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Double vision from the blood we’ve shed
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The only way I’m leavin' is dead
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That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
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They don’t know, where we’ve been
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We got that concrete street skin
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Only way I’m leavin' is dead
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That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
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That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
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We’ve been shot up, beat up by the fallin' of the arrows (arrows, arrows,
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arrows)
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Yeah, I’m full of deep cuts right down to the marrow
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But there’s no doubt we’ll get out from the bottom of the barrel
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Oh, our flag is tattered
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And my bones are shattered
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But it doesn’t matter
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‘Cause we’re movin' forward
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Round ‘em up, round ‘em up, let’s go
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Round ‘em up, let’s go
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Oh, my eyes are seein' red
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Double vision from the blood we’ve shed
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The only way I’m leavin' is dead
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That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
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They don’t know, where we’ve been
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We got that concrete street skin
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The only way I’m leavin' is dead
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That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
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That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
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That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
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Can you hear me now, can you hear me now
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I’m comin' back for more
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Do you feel me now, do you feel me now
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I’m breakin' down your door
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I’m not speakin' under my breath
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‘Cause the harder you push, the rougher I get
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‘Cause I’m not shakin', when the earth starts quakin'
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Got my own foundation with no hesitation and the
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Oh, my eyes are seein' red
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Double vision from the blood we’ve shed
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The only way I’m leavin' is dead
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That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
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They don’t know, where we’ve been
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We got that concrete street skin
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The only way I’m leavin' is dead
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That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
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The only way I’m leavin' is dead
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That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head
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The only way I’m leavin' is dead
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That’s the state of my, state of my, state of my head |