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Well I've had many doubts that you have just confirmed Of all the things you've done it's this I'm most concerned Like a thief creeping in the night, you took my weary soul And left me here like a corpse to pay the final toll You can break it up into pieces You can strip it down to the bone You can lead a horse to the ocean But you can't get blood from a stone Now I'm back in the black, you try to knock me down You're taking your best shot, you think there's no one around Well I've had all I can stand, I'm here to claim what is mine I'll fight for what I am due until the end of time Try to cut me with your blade But it won't do you any good It'd be like a butter knife trying to cut through wood |