<!-- Page Code:RG91ZyBMb2NrZSAgLSBLaW5niCA= --> (verse 1) when i was younger i walked with my head down taught to hide what i believe everyday was a struggle on the battleground (the battleground the battleground) words like daggers used to cut me down now i wear my scars proudly as my blue heart beats in this red town strongly… (pre-chorus) i don't wanna pretend no longer wanna
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