| We’re growing up and getting by
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| Scared we might not make it out alive
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| The clock is running out but there’s still time
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| Your life is on the line
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| It’s either sink or swim
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| You lose or win
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| No giving up or giving in to them
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| Sing while you can
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| And don’t pretend the future’s in their hands
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| So make a voice, stop pointing fingers now
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| Sing while you can
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| Cause this could be the best years that you have
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| Our words are weapons, pull the trigger now
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| It seems the harder that we try
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| The further we keep falling out of line (falling out of line)
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| Our tongues are getting tired of telling lies
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| Our lives are on the line
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| It’s either sink or swim
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| You lose or win
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| No giving up or giving in to them
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| (Don't give in to them)
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| Sing while you can
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| And don’t pretend the future’s in their hands
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| So make a voice, stop pointing fingers now
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| Sing while you can
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| Cause this could be the best years that you have
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| Our words are weapons
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| Our words are weapons, pull the trigger now
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| Sing while you can
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| And don’t pretend the future’s in their hands
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| So make a voice, stop pointing fingers now
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| Sing while you can
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| Cause this could be the best years that you have
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| Our words are weapons, pull the trigger now
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| Sing while you can (sing while you can)
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| And don’t pretend the future’s in their hands
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| So make a voice, stop pointing fingers now
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| Sing while you can (don't give in to them)
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| This could be the best years that you have
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| Our words are weapons, pull the trigger now |