| Long Live the Reckless and The Brave
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| I, don’t think I wanna be saved
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| My song hasn’t been sung
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| So long live us!
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| Looking out at a town called Suburbia
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| Everybody’s just fighting to fit in Little rats running mazes having babies
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| It’s a vicious little world
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| That we live in Looking back at a life on the other side
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| I realized that I didn’t fit in Didn’t hate it But I didn’t quite relate it To my precious little world
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| Chorus
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| So long live the reckless and the brave
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| I, don’t think I wanna be saved
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| My song has not been sung
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| And long live the fast times
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| So come what may
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| I, don’t think I’ll ever be saved
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| Our song has not been sung
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| Long live us!
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| Breaking out at a town called Suburbia
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| I remember everybody
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| Always saying little brat
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| Must be crazy never making it In our vicious little world
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| Still I’m leaving
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| Got a van, got a chance
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| Got my dignity
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| Got a dream, got a spark
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| Got somewhere to be Take a breath, say goodbye
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| To your precious little world!
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| (Say goodbye to me)
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| (Chorus)
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| Long live the reckless and the brave
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| I, don’t think I wanna be saved
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| My song has not been sung
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| So long live us!
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| Long live the reckless and the brave
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| I, don’t think I wanna be saved
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| My song has not been sung
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| And long live the fast times
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| So come what may
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| I, don’t think I’ll ever be saved
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| I know our song has not been sung
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| Long live us! |
| (Long live us) |