We struggle to face and to answerWe fought back in ways, faked a smileTime works in such ways, strange assessmentWhen comes judgment day, you’ll shell outLet go, I’ve got a feeling you’ll knowWhat it’s like to be in the back nowLet go, I bet you hear me down low, that’s itPay our scars in advanceLet go, I pity your law that makes us lowLike I said, I’ll feel the sameLet go, I pity your law, I’ll
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