| We lived our lives
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| Just like James Dean
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| Got trapped within the same old scene
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| Racing down the road
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| Out of control
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| I met you in that washed up town
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| It rained that year and never stopped
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| My heart it must be healing
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| Cause i’m growing old
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| We tested every single fate
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| And we bent the rules into our own shapes
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| Cause we love dangerous
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| Oooh oooh we love dangerous
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| In us we learn to trust
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| Cause we love dangerous
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| You were wild and decadent
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| I worshiped you just like a saint
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| And everything we touched
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| Seemed to turn to gold
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| We took shelter in the dark of night
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| The love we shared our only vice
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| Defend me from myself
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| Cause I’m on overload
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| And everybody cringes at the sight
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| Of the paradox of our lives
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| Cause we love dangerous
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| Bridge-
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| And now we’re running- for sure
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| But we’ve got nowhere- to go
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| Broke down -but not broken
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| Holding on we’re holding on
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| Holding on…
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| We make believe we’re raising kids
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| A country house, a picket fence
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| Chasing all those dreams
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| Like a rolling stone
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| And we tested every spirit that was named
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| In the end we let God and Time decide our fate
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| Cause we loved dangerous
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| Oooooh we love dangerous
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| In us we learn to trust
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| Cause we love dangerous |