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When your "golden days" are "that was just a phase..." |
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Lose yourself to reminisce |
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Pictures and innocence |
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Try to remember when you felt free and |
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The smiles |
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Just came so naturally... |
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You can't control your age |
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But you can control how you feel |
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Breathing dead air into broke lungs that |
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Once filled your heart |
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With the will to live |
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So when are you |
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Gonna cash in your raincheck? (And on and on and on...) |
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Every second that goes by |
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Is one that's gone for good |
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Are you throwing away |
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Possible memories to a fevered life |
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Of "woulds" and "coulds?" |
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We may have missed our chance and |
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We may never be young again but fuck |
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Living a sick day life |
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Fuck dead beat kids |
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And fuck your falsehoods |
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So when are you |
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Gonna cash in your raincheck? (And on and on and on...) |
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I'm not dead yet |
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Ambitions... sorry, but |
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I have none... |
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I'm just a confused kid |
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With the masses telling me |
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To join tradition... |
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But I just can't... |
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I'd rather die than live like you |
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Do you get it? |
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I'd rather die than live like you |
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You don't get it |
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Fuck your falsehoods |
