Stay young
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And at the top of our lungs
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Our hands are free
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Our lives have just begun
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It's getting dark we should go back
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But what's the use if what you love is what you have
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And I could die right now
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For something beautiful to take me somewhere else
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Oh, I try
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But I can't calm down
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As I drag myself along these severed hands
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Are doing the very best they can
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I'm gonna buy a cheap bouquet
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Before it dies on the display
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Gonna break down
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Break down the better side of me
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The better side of me
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Well I know, I know
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If I die young
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Then we can wake up screaming in your bed
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And our lungs are begging us to calm down
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And I scare myself with all that talk of severing
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Doing the best or so it seems
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You've been mistaken
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Your finger is on the scale
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Burn like you never have before
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Stop, drop and roll don't work in hell
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So what if I forget regret
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So what if I
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So what if I forget regret
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I want you to know that I
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That I've wrote this line a thousand times Forget regret
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This must be the way it ends
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Calm down
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As I drag myself along these severed hands
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Are doing the very best they can
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As I drive my car into the sea
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I taste you like a hammer through my teeth
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Will someone tell me what it means
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To be alive
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It feels just like the feeling when you die
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Oh, alright
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I'm dead and I don't care if it's cold outside anymore
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So come on
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Let's have some fun
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The Cheap Bouquet
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Pierce The Veil |