They got their guns out aiming at me But I become near when they aiming at me Me, me, me against themds Me against enemies, me against frien Somehow they both seem to become one A sea full of sharks and they all see blood They start coming and I start rising Must be surprising, I'm just summising Win, thrive, soar, higher, higher, higher More fire
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