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Breath like gasoline hard-headed In between Twist of fate Live the dream Conscious building Surrender necessary no one believes When your legendary eating out of trash cans waking up in the cold rolling out a sleeping bag smelling like the fold Nothing left to do hang it up now Over my Dead body I will make it sound won't make a peep I'll go tired I won't ever sleep Every second of this life on my way back to the top You'll never keep me down I've been here before Not staying down think that you got me beat I hold on to life pray for what it brings I don't even need you in this anymore you'll see what I mean up again free from this bondage The thrill is gone It's in front of your face and you can't deny Because it's hard to see with closed eyes

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