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Take it fast, take is slow, |
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But it won't soften the blow |
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When it's time to go |
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May be old, may be scared |
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But you'll never be prepared |
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For that final blow |
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Better use your wits or you'll lose your mind... |
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There's a world to discover and you're running |
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Out of time |
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Life's a roller coaster ride |
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That took you by surprise |
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Now you're burnin' up inside |
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Chorus |
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Better make it better |
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Better make it better |
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Better make it better |
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'Cause time is running out fast |
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You can scream you can shout |
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But when your time runs out |
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Deep inside you'll know |
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May be rich, may be poor |
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But when you knock at Heaven's door |
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Well you have to go |
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Make the most of what you've got |
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For it's better than to not have anything at all |
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Take each day as it's your last |
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Or you'll find the future's passed and you're left |
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with nothing at all |
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Better make it better |
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Better make it better |
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Better make it better |
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'Cause time is running out fast |
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Better make it better |
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Better make it better |
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Better make it better |
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Make it last |
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Better make it better |
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Better make it better |
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Better make it better |
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'Cause time is running out fast |
