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Well most would call me young
But I’m old far beyond my years
The sheep hasn’t seen or felt
My blood, my pain or my tears

I’ve seen my heroes slain
And I have watched my brothers die
Few can understand the pain
Few can hear my cry

I can take everything that they got
They’ll never strike me down
My foe can take his best shot
But I will always be around


I’m living outside of the lines
Above their society
I’m living in spite of their crimes
The’ll never be rid of me

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