We will be happy

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We'll be happy one day, me and you 

So pick yourself up and keep walking 

Even if you're in pain yelling, you're still talking 

We will build our doors and find new meanings 

Even if the sun at our backs keeps gleaming 

And in the darkest of nights we're screaming 

Some day, we'll be happy 

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