No Choice
If my mind was as sharp as my body
I would win every race, find every inner victory
I know I can do this if I tried
but my doubts have the power to paralyse
It's only for a day
To spend locked inside the cage
Doors locked, you cannot go
My only choice is to stand toe to toe
I'll keep running and fighting
I'll be destroyed and broken, but I'll be fine
I'll keep working and trying
I'll be tossed and thrown about, But I feel alive
I'm not afraid of anything anymore
I'll use my weapons as my voice
Because when the doors close and the crowd sings
I'll raise my fist high in victory
I'll keep running and fighting
I'll be destroyed and broken, but I'll be fine
I'll keep working and trying
I'll be tossed and thrown about, but I feel alive
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