Fuck me I am alive

You don't deserve this place inside me

I am a child of the son You better listen to me when I say thatI am aliveAnd I can strive for greatness and Touch the stars with weary fingertips I can look at the moon straight in the eyeI will always lead and you're the type to follow I can swim across the most vast empty oceans and you My friend are shallow  

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