.Seven bucks an hour, bills stacked on the counter>
Got a baby on the way they'll have to feed
His pride is getting torn down, his confidence is worn out
This ain't the way he dreamed that it would be
But he won't ever ask why
But he made up his mind
He's a fighter>
Got.
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