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by escapetobehappy

Not even they can stop me now
Boy, I’ll be flying overhead
Their heavy words can’t bring me down
Boy I’ve been raised from the dead

No one even knows how hard life was
I don’t even think about it now because
I’ve finally found you
Oh, sing it to me

American dreams came true somehow
I swore I’d chase until I was dead
I heard the streets were paved with gold
That’s what my father said

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