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Now is not the time to do what they told you to Everyone's got ideas all their own never be nothing much of anything if you can't be who you are Don't let them project their disappointed feelings on
Everybody here they have to know the hills, the plains, our highs, our lows all the while, a little bit of your world inside remains and it's still yours
Pushing your four wheel story out in the freezing rain the feeling that we all leave this world alone wondering how home came to you so far away? how bittersweet the warm arms that cling
Everybody here they have to know the hills, the plains, our highs our lows all the while, a snippet of your world inside remains and it's still yours
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