| I like fast cars and sharp dreams
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| Chased a lot of crazy things
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| Left behind my share of broken pieces
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| This morning I turned 36
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| And when you just remember half of it
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| You wonder how you outlived Hank or Jesus
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| I put the rage in the river and the roll in the thunder
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| But you kept me from going under
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| When that current got too heavy
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| I always thought I’d be a heap of metal
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| In a cloud of smoke, foot stuck to the pedal
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| Sold for parts like a junkyard rusted-out Chevy
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| Fear, I’ve had none
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| What the hell made you wanna love
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| A man who was gonna die young
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| In the mirror, I saw my surprise
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| Who knew gray hairs liked to hide
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| On a head that didn’t think he’d live past thirty
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| If I make it thirty more, it’s the brown that you’ll be looking for
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| As you run your fingers through it and say, «Slow down, honey.»
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| I put the rage in the river and the roll in the thunder
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| But you kept me from goin' under
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| When that current got too heavy
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| I always thought I’d be a heap of metal
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| In a cloud of smoke, foot stuck to the pedal
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| Sold for parts like a junkyard rusted-out Chevy
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| Fear, I’ve had none
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| What the hell made you wanna love
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| A man who was gonna die young
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| Call it intuition, or call it crazy
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| Just thought by now I’d be pushing up daisies
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| But I’ll gladly stick around if we’re together
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| So baby, when you bow your head tonight
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| Could you tell the Lord I’ve changed my mind?
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| And with you I’d like to live forever |