Nobody hit you as hard as life
To have what you really want
Got to hang on the stab of the knife
It will beat you to your knees
And let you there if you let it
Ain't no sunshine, ain't no breeze
It doesn't matter how many puches you get
What really matters in the end
Is how many many times you stand up and sweat
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