Not content to live this way
Being led by the blind
Got to plan my dispersal
Time to leave them all behind
Breaking out of my pen
Nothing ventured, nothing gained
I'm my own master now
Bear the mark of my scars
Shedding blood underneath the stars
But I will survive somehow
I m My Own Master Now
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So what if it seems hopeless?
If it were me, i still wouldn't give up.
Zack Fair
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