| Momma used to teach,
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| And Preacher used to preach,
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| There’s angels watching over me,
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| Their here to shield you,
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| So you don’t yield to the devil,
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| When your soul gets weak,
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| But they’re hard to hear,
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| When you’re jammin gears,
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| And they’re always hanging back,
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| Yeah they try to chase but if they wanna save me,
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| They better step on the gas,
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| Cause I’m livin faster than my angels can fly,
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| Yeah I’ve been wearin the wings off mine,
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| I’m bound to die out-livin life
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| Faster than my angels can fly
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| Yeah faster than my angels can fly
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| Theres days I regret this hitch in my step,
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| And scars on my boots and hands,
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| All those times I rushed to get growed up,
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| And to hurry to become a man,
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| And the promises I made
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| And the hearts I break all in the name of fun,
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| Yeah id apologize but I ain’t go no time for no tie me up slow me down love,
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| Cause I’m livin faster than my angels can fly,
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| Yeah I’ve been wearin the wings off mine,
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| Yeah I’m bound to die out-livin life
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| Faster than my angels can fly
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| Yeah faster than my angels can fly
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| Yeah I slowed down, I ain’t what I was,
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| Still they ain’t got a prayer,
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| Of ever catching up,
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| Cause I was born to run, born to run, born to run
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| Yeah
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| Faster than my angels can fly,
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| Yeah I’ve been wearin the wings off mine,
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| Yeah I’m bound to die out-livin life
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| Faster than my angels can fly
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| Yeah faster than my angels can fly |