I¡¯m alone
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The son of tears
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Thought I was free but I wasted
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All these years
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The rancor
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Won¡¯t fit ya
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So now I wait for the phone call
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To come get ya
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I pull up
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You crawl out
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Of a window in the basement of
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Your parent¡¯s house
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A new song
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It¡¯s unsung
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Now there¡¯s some dust and a rectangle
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Where my picture hung
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I won¡¯t fight it
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I won¡¯t fight it
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I won¡¯t
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I won¡¯t fight it
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I won¡¯t
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Woo ooh
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A sharp tongue
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It¡¯s obvious
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Now there¡¯s a room in a hospital
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Where your body is
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The B-bridge
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I walk to it
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If there¡¯s a crowd waiting for me there
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I¡¯ll break through it, but
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I won¡¯t fight it
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I won¡¯t fight it
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I won¡¯t
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I won¡¯t fight it
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I won¡¯t
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Woo ooh
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I Won't Fight It
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Andrew Belle |