And if you think this will destroy me, I'm here to say you're wrong.
Theres too much for me to let something tear me apart.
And if I back up it will only be to get a running start.
I might stumble and I may just fall, but I'll get back up.
I may take a break to catch my breath but I won't give up.
I will ride out the storm, soar above the wind, surf the waves, fight fire with fire, and when the smoke clears I will be rising out of the ashes, head held high giving you a one fingered salute.
