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| Stand Up by © vatooz Like a two-ton bull she broke out Spinning and jumping in the air She was tired of clowns and cowboys It was time to seperate the pair. She woke up and could not roll over There was someone clinging to her back She left that mask beneath the covers And walked off alone down those tracks The rain hit hard against her pockets The snow said take the easy route There were times when the wind had her bent over But she knew that was not what she's about She could see the others who had managed To break the steel like monkey grip They did not let on they saw each other It was still to early in the trip She found herself and that is all she wanted She knew she was somewhere there inside She stood up and everything connected Then she decided she's like to take a ride. |
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