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Live fast die young, the words of a fool it seems
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Hell bent getting there, seeing nothing on the way
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Where are you now, when all eyes would be on you
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Dumbstruck, disappeared, leaving everything to do
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You were wishing it away
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Sail up the stream travel so far
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But always get out of the boat
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Sail up the stream travel far
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But always leave the boat
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Here in my hands; all that I could wish for
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Timebomed, stick around see it all go up in smoke
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With these very hands, I'll pull it all apart
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I know in the end it'll sound like some sad joke
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'Cos I'll be wishing it away
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Wishing it away
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Wishing it away
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Nothing is sacred, not life nor hapiness
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Least of all is the world that we live in unless we make it pay
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We're wishing it away
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WISHING IT AWAY
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