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Queen

You broke me down And picked me apart You took a toll On this woman's heart And I bowed down Now I'm putting in work And I'm pushing on I will not give you The satisfaction Never again will I drown No I will not take This lying down I've gotten back up I am no clown I dusted my throne And I'm wearing my crown
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