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The whole wide world wants to put me in a box
A child of divorce, paradise lost
If I'm being honest, I was born to fly
No one believes me, surprise, surprise
So, bring it on
Dawn to dusk in a factory
The boss-man's always got it out for me
While he drives home in a Cadillac
I walk for miles, and never look back
So get busy living or get busy dying
If you don't take a stand, then there's no use in trying
If you don't spread your wings, then there's no way of flying
So get busy living
Or get busy dying
My treasure ain't gold, it ain't silver or shined
This ain't my home, I'm no slave to the grind
Wasted days, I will never get back
Done chasing my tail and following the pack
So, bring it on
So get busy living or get busy dying
If you don't take a stand, then there's no use in trying
If you don't spread your wings, then there's no way of flying
So get busy living, or get busy dying
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The whole wide world wants to put me in a box
But they'll never turn me into someone I'm not
So, bring it on
So, bring it on
Bring it on
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