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Triumph


Leaving all the pain 

Out of the way 

Gotta make it right 

'Cause i'm better than that 

Doubt "n" constrain

Played with my brain 

Now i'm goin' clean 

Making sur the lights are gonna turn green

I am marching my track 

Up to the top

Little can stop me

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