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A.F.I. - Lower your head
Drowned in flames is where I can be found, my nose broke from being smashed into the ground. What a waste, this place I call my home. Escape this place and break out on my own! I'm still reaching. Try to slap me down, but I'll still hold. In the fray is where I can be found. My head is bruised from always being knocked around. What a fight, this life I call my own! Escape this life, and break out on my own! I'm still reaching! Try to slap me down, but I'll still hold. I'll hold my own.
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