I’ve been dragged through mud here [bad word] beat up and torn
But when last [bad word] back
To me I sure as [bad word] know

We rocked, went crazy
And far beyond
When I look back
And ask myself
Was it worth it?

 [bad word] 
 [bad word] yeah
Ignore the pain
Hungover
But I’ll do it again
Crying
Tears made of grit
Flying
Oh yes, it was worth it

Yeah!!

Withdrawal kicking in, I can’t shake it
Yet in one way I have to take it

I’ll rock, go nuts
And far beyond
And I look back
I don’t need to know
Was it worth it?

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[Solo]

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