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joel harris, worrybead, the gods of victory
Lyrics
when i said i'd be alone,
oh, how little i knew!
now here's so much that's new.
and still the weight of her world,
that old dream coming true,
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oh, some ten years ago,
no imposters won't do,
that old dream is coming true.
and still the fight of my life!
oh, sweet god, what a life!
here, now hold, now go...
oh how little i knew...
that old dream coming true...
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