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Verse
I
I grew up with the fever, the one most of us learn
You've got to pay the price, or your soul gets burned
Give the last drop of blood, make sure that the wheel has turned
When the words come you'll hear, sacrifice done.
Verse II
Everyday you see people shoulderin' a big load.
Walking on a highway it's a twisted old road.
Don't you wish you had the magic, that could really take hold.
To flash their demons the sign, sacrifice done.
Bridge
Yeah I got a chip on my shoulder
But here's a thought to make you mull things over.
You've hot a lot of nerve to expect me to crawl on my knees
Kiss your ass but I'll have the final word, this sacrifice is done.
Verse III
Nameless kids just roam the streets, living hard every day
All the hands have been dealt but the cards can blow away.
TV news can't show it all the pain that will stay
No one will be stunned to feel, another sacrifice done.
Bridge
Yeah I got a chip on my shoulder
But here's a thought to make you mull things over.
You've got a lot of nerve to expect me to crawl on my knees
Kiss your ass but I'll have the final word, this sacrifice is done.
Copyright © 1997 Kathy Forste
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