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Fighter
03:24
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I could sleep for days and days
I could live without the Sun's rays
Inside out a tired shout a fighter hits his knees
Rises up and asks for more the crowd it seems so pleased
I could sleep for days and days
I could live without the Sun's rays
Bring the fists and bring the pain
Let the blood fall down like rain
I could sleep, oh let me just sleep
Everyone loves the underdog
Forget the odds, place your bets, hold them up above
Before him a mountain, a fighter, a fountain of pain
I could sleep for days and days
I could live without the Sun's rays
Bring the fists and bring the pain
Let the blood fall down like rain
I could sleep, oh let me just sleep
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Ghosts
03:37
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It comes and goes in waves you can't save me
The TV blurs the scope of reality
The morning sun on a summer day
The brotherhood of a family
Chilling cold of an autumn night
The sweet caress of the one you love
The battle of who has the most is turning my life to a ghost
Haunted by myself
Looking out of a cracked windshield I've gained solace
I've seen fear and pride, I know you've seen it too
Looking at life through the lens of America
Fashion and dollar signs, garbage and power lines
Line your pockets with fear and hysteria
Watch the media be what they want us to be
Friends and family should mean more to me
Than my success and my own greed
Will I find what I need most
Or will I die and rise a ghost
The battle of who has the most is turning my life to a ghost
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I need a little more time I guess
A little more time to understand if life has a plan or if I'm just floating along
I talked to Sara today
She makes me feel like I am okay
She gives me confidence and a greater sense of life
I'm not stopping til I git what's mine
It's evaded me all this time
I'm not giving into unseen fear
It's been bringing me down for all these years
I've done my share of giving up and giving in
I am prepared to live
Prepared to give
It never comes in leaps and bounds
A steady climb will keep the sound resounding in your ears
It's only clear you gotta break these fears
Resolutions make such poor solutions when they're full of lies
It's no surprise that you can't see the pain you've made
You've dug your grave
I hope you don't fall in
We all hide something underneath
The bends will wash away
I'm not stopping til I git what's mine
It's evaded me all this time
I'm not giving into unseen fear
It's been bringing me down for all these years
I've done my share of giving up and giving in
I am prepared to live
Prepared to give
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