You took the punch
With nowhere to run
And soon you'll see
There's not anyone around
Show me where the story goes
How are we supposed to know?
We can take what they can throw
We can make it on our own
You got knocked down
WisdomâÂÂs hard won
The gloves are off
Bring everyone around
Show me where the story goes
How are we supposed to know?
We can take what they can throw
We can make it on our own
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