When the smoke clears, what's left is real
We will survive before the test of time
We're out of step
Step down...
We will survive and never give up
Jilted, out of place
In the game of our own creation
In it from the start, without the credit
...
When the smoke clears, what's left is real
And never give up
When the smoke clears, clear the way
When the smoke clears, what's left is real
We will survive the test of time
We're out of step
Step down...
We will survive and never give up
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