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    bmiddaugh
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    ~We’re ready~

    When I grow up, gonna be a star
    Gonna sing my songs and play my guitar, I’m ready
    Gonna change the world, gonna turn the page
    Gonna say what I feel, let out this rage, get ready
    We’re going down, down to the streets below

    Gonna sing the songs of the streets again
    Gonna knock me off my feet, so get ready
    I’ll sing a song for the fallen angels
    This one goes to all the unsung heroes

    Chorus:
    We’re going down, down to the streets below
    Cause don’t you know, I wasn’t born to follow

    I realize that in your eyes you got ideas
    But I got mine, get ready
    Here comes the new generation
    Hope they feel and fight the same way as we did

    Chorus:
    We’re going down, down to the streets below
    Cause I wasn’t born, I wasn’t born to follow noooo

    When I grow up, gonna be a star
    Gonna sing my songs and play my guitar, I’m ready
    Gonna change the world, gonna turn the page
    Gonna say what I feel, let out this rage, get ready
    We’re going down, down to the streets below
    Cause don’t you know, I wasn’t born to follow
    We’re going down, down to the streets below
    Cause don’t you know, I wasn’t born to follow

    We’re going down, down, down, down
    We’re going down, down, down
    I said goodbye to the masses, I wasn’t born to follow

    #32586
    1adam12
    Member

    I follow……………………………….

    Oh I’d rather go and journey where the diamond crest is flowing and
    Run across the valley beneath the sacred mountain and
    Wander through the forest
    Where the trees have leaves of prisms and break the light in colors
    That no one knows the names of

    And when it’s time I’ll go and wait beside a legendary fountain
    Till I see your form reflected in it’s clear and jewelled waters
    And if you think I’m ready
    You may lead me to the chasm where the rivers of our vision
    Flow into one another

    I will want to die beneath the white cascading waters
    She may beg, she may plead, she may argue with her logic
    And then she’ll know the things I learned
    That really have no value in the end she will surely know
    I wasn’t born to follow

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