| Black hole, white lines, it stained my time
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| I’m too young to die
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| Don’t worry about me and don’t cry
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| Maybe today I’ll make it alive
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| Push me again
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| Then you’ll feel what it’s like to be swept aside
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| The skies, my eyes
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| Crowsfeet they are trampling my face
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| Maybe today I’ll make it alive
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| Maybe today
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| Maybe today I’ll make it alive
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| Make it alive
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| Black hole, white lines, it stained my time
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| I’m too young to die
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| Don’t worry about me and don’t cry
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| Maybe today I’ll make it alive
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| Maybe today
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| Maybe today I’ll make it alive
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| Make it alive
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| If you believe and trust in the ones
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| Tryin' to stop you from killing us suns
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| Then you will see that you were wrong
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| Look what you done but the damage’s been done
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| If you believe and trust in the ones
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| Tryin' to stop you from killing us suns
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| Then you will see that you were wrong
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| Look what you done but the damage’s been done
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| Look what you done but the damage’s been done
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| Look what you done but the damage’s been done
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| Look what you done but the damage’s been done
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| Maybe today I’ll make it alive
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| Maybe today
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| Maybe today I’ll make it alive
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| We could make it alive
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| Make it alive
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| We could make it alive
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| Maybe today
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| I’ll make it alive |