Some of us, We're hardly ever here
The rest of us, we're born to disappear
How do I stop myself from
being just a number?
How will I hold my head
to keep from going under?
Down to the wire
I wanted water but
I'll walk through the fire
If this is what it takes
to take me even higher
Then I'll come through
Like I do
When the world keeps
Testing me, testing me,testing me
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