Nothing to Prove
Fighting a war within
A constant battle I could not win
I gave it my heart, I gave it my soul
In a desperate attempt to remain whole
I thought what I needed I had found
Until I was kicked while I was down
So I got right back up again
Ready to fight
But who really knows why
I felt such a need to defend
So much to lose
But not much to prove
Oh and this time around
There's no need to fight, I can still stand my ground
And there's no need to fear
I'll ever lose what's in here
No matter what others can't see, it's still in me
Right where it's been and right where it will always be
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