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Marcia Griffiths – Survival
You push me ’round like I’m just a clown
You wanna see me suffer
You treat me just like you treated the ground
You trampled me all over
But I’ll get on my feet again
Ride on a wave to happiness
Burn all the hurting pain
In times like these where survival is the game
Let’s play on
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
So you can do what you wanna do
I know that I can stand the test
Wheat and tears will have to grow
Until the day of harvest
But I’ll get on my feet again
Ride on a wave to happiness
Burn all the hurting pain
In times like these where survival is the game
Let’s play on
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
But I’ll get on my feet again
Ride on a wave to happiness
Burn all the hurting pain
In times like these where survival is the game
Let’s play on
In times like these where survival is the game
Let’s play on
In times like these where survival is the game
Let’s play on
