STAND UP AND FIGHT

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Always falling down in misery
Wounded and scarred
Blood mixed with sweat
Dripping from my skin

Too tired to get up
But I have to keep on moving
Cause I fight not for myself
But for my dreams as well

In between life and death
Too many risks to go on
But I never give up
Something is waiting for me

So I'll stand up and and fight
Even the price is death
I don't want to be look down anymore
For my dream is to be glorious

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