Be like a rock, smash down in cub
When it's awful my
I give you a rib with a narrow dried up
When it's that much downalways given
In the right raise us some
If you hard enough
There can be only one, I get
I write you a song, for all men to be one
But I'll sing it from a place of pride
I can sing over most, and I gladly be the host
But most in my head and cry
It's a song beneath the earth, there is eyes within the dirt
Under the nails of that working man
Drug in by the rain, of the crooked ways I think
And we and they move to die
But laugh it good, no matter how far you sink
Sometimes sitting still is better than to drop
When you down in they hope,
When you're heart's way down like
There's a hand that can reach you there
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