| Sometimes we fall down and can’t get back up We’re hiding behind skin that’s too tough
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| How come we don’t say I love you enough
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| Till it’s too late, it’s not too late
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| Our hearts are hungry for a food that won’t come
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| We could make a feast from these crumbs
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| And we’re all staring down the barrel of a gun
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| So if your life flashed before you, what would you wish you would’ve done
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| Yeah, gotta start
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| Looking at the hand of the time we’ve been given here
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| This is all we got and we gotta start thinkin' it Every second counts on a clock that’s tickin'
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| Gotta Live Like We’re Dying
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| We only got 86 400 seconds in a day
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| To turn it all around or throw it all away
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| We gotta tell 'em that we love 'em while we got the chance to say,
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| Gotta live like we’re dying
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| And if you plane fell out of the skies
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| Who would you call with your last goodbyes
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| Should be so careful who we live out of our lives
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| So when we long for absolution, there’ll be no one on the line
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| Yeah, gotta start
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| Looking at the hand of the time we’ve been given here
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| This is all we got and we gotta start thinkin' it Every second counts on a clock that’s tickin'
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| Gotta live like we’re dying
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| We only got 86 400 seconds in a day
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| To turn it all around or throw it all away
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| We gotta tell 'em that we love 'em while we got the chance to say,
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| Gotta live like we’re dying
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| Like we’re dying
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| Like we’re dying
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| Like we’re dying
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| Like we’re dying
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| Yeah, gotta start
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| Looking at the hand of the time we’ve been given here
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| This is all we got and we gotta start thinkin' it Every second counts on a clock that’s tickin'
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| Gotta live like we’re dying
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| We only got 86 400 seconds in a day
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| To turn it all around or throw it all away
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| We gotta tell 'em that we love 'em while we got the chance to say,
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| Gotta live like we’re dying
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| You never know a good thing until it’s gone
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| You never see a crash until it’s head on All these people right when we’re dead wrong,
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| You never know a good thing till it’s gone
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| Yeah, gotta start
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| Looking at the hand of the time we’ve been given here
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| This is all we got and we gotta start thinkin' it Every second counts on a clock that’s tickin'
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| Gotta live like we’re dying
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| We only got 86 400 seconds in a day
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| To turn it all around or throw it all away
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| We gotta tell 'em that we love 'em while we got the chance to say,
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| Gotta live like we’re dying
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| Like we’re dying
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| Like we’re dying
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| Like we’re dying
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| Like we’re dying
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| Yeah, gotta start
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| Looking at the hand of the time we’ve been given here
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| This is all we got and we gotta start thinkin' it Every second counts on a clock that’s tickin'
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| Gotta live like we’re dying
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| We only got 86 400 seconds in a day
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| To turn it all around or throw it all away
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| We gotta tell 'em that we love 'em while we got the chance to say,
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| Gotta live like we’re dying |