| There is a part of me that’s always sixteen
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| I’ve found the secret of eternal youth
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| Some get high on life or money, but there’s an escape
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| Drop out of the race
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| To walk through the world by oneself
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| You can’t be protected
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| Your trust is in whiskey and weed and Black Sabbath
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| It’s goddamn electric
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| Don’t waste your time, embrace it
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| And then you’ll know yourself
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| The change in you is goddamn electric
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| The weight of the world has lifted and parted
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| My eyes roll blind to sights that distracted
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| Through tunnel-vision and dope-hair blinders
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| I’ll cut a path and evoke my will
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| To walk through the world by oneself
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| You can’t be protected
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| Your trust is in whiskey and weed and Slayer
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| It’s goddamn electric
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| Don’t fake your life — inhale it
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| And then you’ll know yourself
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| The change in you is goddamn electric
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| Don’t waste your time, embrace it
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| And then you’ll know yourself
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| The change in you is goddamn electric
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| Will focus the mind’s eye
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| One hand on the bottle, the other a shaking fist
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| Rejuvenated, isolated, no pressure
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| From the outside, my sight’s goddamn electric
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| And these eyes have seen a world
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| Goddamn electric system
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| Don’t waste your time, embrace it
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| And then you’ll know yourself
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| The change in you is goddamn electric |