The Cry

I weep, cry like you cry sometimes
I bleed, fight and get tired
I've got a fire in the pit of my stomach
I'll hold the line, I'll join you in the chorus
I'll yell out



Credits
Writer(s): Jack Deboe, Niya Levon Norwood, Samora Pinderhughes
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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