for those days we felt like a mistake,
those times when love is what you hate,
somehow, we keep marching on.
there's so many wars we fought, there's so many things we're not
there's so many wars we fought, there's so many things we're not
but with what we have, i promise you that we're marching on.
i don't care if we bend- i'd sink us to swim,
we're marching on.
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