I went romaing.

I went roaming in their territory,

They  can break and bruise me, 
I'll never stop fighting
Snickering and doubting me,
I am neither strong nor skilled,
I went roaming in their territory 
Once that whistle blows, 
I go my hardest and give them something to remember,
I'll never stop fighting,
I'm giving blood, sweat, and tears,
The numbers are reducing,
I went roaming in their territory,
It's in my blood,
I don't mind if you look down on me,
I'll never stop fighting,
They told me I wouldn't last a week, look at the mat and how many stand
They told me no, I told them yes, my father is smiling,
I went roaming in their territory,
I'll never stop fighting,


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