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The minute, the second
That we stop trying
The moment, the fraction
Of time that we start lying
To ourselves
Is when they will win
You ask me the odds of victory
I can only tell you this
If we stop we dig our own graves
If we stop
It will be the end
If we stop
No, never stop
If we do, it's the end
