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Black hole, white lines, it stained my time |
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I'm too young to die |
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Don't worry about me and don't cry |
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Maybe today |
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I'll make it alive |
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Push me again |
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Then you'll feel what it's like to be swept aside |
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The skies my eyes |
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Crowsfeet that are trampling my face |
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Maybe today |
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I'll make it alive |
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Maybe today |
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Maybe today |
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I'll make it alive |
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Make it alive |
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Black hole, white lines, it stained my time |
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I'm too young to die |
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Don't worry about me and don't cry |
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Maybe today |
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I'll make it alive |
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Maybe today |
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Maybe today |
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I'll make it alive |
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Make it alive |
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If you believe and trust in the ones |
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Tryin' to stop you from killing us suns |
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Then you will see that you were wrong |
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Look what you done but the damage's been done |
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If you believe and trust in the ones |
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Tryin' to stop you from killing us suns |
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Then you will see that you were wrong |
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Look what you done but the damage's been done |
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Look what you done but the damage's been done |
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Look what you done but the damage's been done |
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Look what you done but the damage's been done |
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Maybe today |
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I'll make it alive |
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Maybe today |
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Maybe today |
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I'll make it alive |
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We could make it alive |
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Make it alive |
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We could make it alive |
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Maybe today |
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I'll make it alive |
