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Someday I'll be more of the man I want to be
Someday I'll finally spread my wings and fly free
I guess with all that has happened in the past
Brings the future here and the present goes by fast
If everyone knew the truth about my situation
They could trade words and absorb my disposition
Behind closed doors, and underneath my pain
Lies my chance for fortune and fame
I'll always be myself and change for no one
Because if you listen to me, what's said is done
Love, hate, pain, and tragedy, whatever they lack
Don't think I won't stand my ground and attack
So when you say something and I put you on the floor
My hate and pain will just build towards you, more and more...
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