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In this fight Insides twisting World black and white Battle of existing World keeps bringing But I'm still here swinging Blow after blow I'm on the ground Get up, I don't know My mind unsound The crowd cringing Cuz I'm still here swinging They tell me to stop To lay down and die I can't be on top So why even try Wounds stinging I don't know why I'm swinging Yet I get up again It's never easy Moving past this pain So much I'm dizzy But that fat lady ain't singing So I'm still here swinging
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Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 12:35 PM UTC
Still Swinging
In this fight Insides twisting World black and white Battle of existing World keeps bringing But I'm still here swinging Blow after blow I'm on the ground Get up, I don't know My mind unsound The crowd cringing Cuz I'm still here swinging They tell me to stop To lay down and die I can't be on top So why even try Wounds stinging I don't know why I'm swinging Yet I get up again It's never easy Moving past this pain So much I'm dizzy But that fat lady ain't singing So I'm still here swinging
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Nov 17, 2016
Nov 17, 2016 at 12:35 PM UTC
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