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Too young to die, but too old to survive |
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I've spent too long trying to write this song |
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The tune is okay, but the words are all wrong |
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Maybe it's time for a change |
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I've lived a lie since the day I arrived |
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Building my dreams-grand romantic schemes |
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Now I'm twenty eight, but I'm still in my teens |
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Maybe it's time for a change |
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Now it's time to say goodbye |
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To my suit, my shirt, my tie |
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My youth seems to have passed me by |
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And I'm too young to die |
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I will not weep for what we leave behind |
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I must break free from that part of me |
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That values the art over the humanity |
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I think it's time for a change |
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I thought that I was doing fine |
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But now I've changed my mind |
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'Cause now it's time to say goodbye |
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To my suit, my shirt, my tie |
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My youth seems to have passed me by |
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And I'm too young to die |
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Maybe it's time for a change ... |
