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Aman evening on a bench, try to understand Gwhy it's been so hard ,to be a real man Fi've been foughting by myself ,just to be in the light Eit's true
Ama thousand empty cans ,spreading out the mess Gi still live in the world ,where power means cash Fi really try my best ,to be with the rest Eit's true
Chow longer Gcan i stand Dmthis test toAm be a real man Csometimes i feel like Ggiving it up Ambut i'm still fighting Gstill going Amstill kicking Gyet it seem Fi'm stillG go on sAmtrong
PS:/ (Correct Me if i'm wrong)