| Young and strong, the voice of my father said,
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| «Don't give up, don’t be forgotten.»
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| It’s hell on earth.
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| I just wanna run away.
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| They told me dreams don’t grow from here.
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| Stay alone.
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| Count your fears.
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| Somewhere down the line I might figure it out.
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| Singing all my songs to bedroom mirrors.
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| Deep inside my heart, I’m still here.
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| We’re always running away.
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| And we don’t even stop to think about it.
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| The world’s in our hands.
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| Yeah.
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| They don’t need to understand.
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| We do it our own way.
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| No matter what they try to say about it.
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| We’ve got our own plans.
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| Yeah.
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| They don’t need to understand.
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| They don’t need to understand.
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| What made me tough, almost killed me.
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| At least that’s how I remember the story.
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| Over the years, I’ve forgotten how it was.
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| But I survived, and I won’t walk down
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| The same old road that they all follow.
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| It only leads to a life not meant for me.
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| Singing all my songs to bedroom mirrors.
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| Deep inside my heart, I’m here.
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| We’re always running away.
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| And we don’t even stop to think about it.
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| The world’s in our hands.
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| Yeah.
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| They don’t need to understand.
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| We do it all our way.
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| No matter what they try to say about it.
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| We’ve got our own plans.
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| Yeah.
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| They don’t need to understand.
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| Streets of my hometown seem strange now.
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| They feel like a distant memory.
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| I’m always fighting 'cause I know you’re trying.
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| But you can never take this dream from me.
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| We’re always running away.
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| And we don’t even stop to think about it.
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| The world’s in our hands.
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| Yeah.
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| They don’t need to understand.
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| We do it all our way.
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| No matter what they try to say about it.
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| We’ve got our own plans.
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| Yeah.
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| They don’t need to understand.
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| They don’t need to understand |