| We’ll take what we can get, we’re not taking it for granted
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| Or is it destiny to bite the hand that feeds
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| And it bleeds the warmest blood across this ashen scene
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| And it constantly reminds me that our hearts are branded
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| I was defined by reckless youth
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| When the oldest comforts used to soothe
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| But I’m breaking down the walls that once confined me
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| Three cheers to the people who never learn the time of day
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| Three cheers to the people who couldn’t be bothered to give a damn
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| And here’s the boys in streets
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| We tore up the road in the Texas heat
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| But the world just let them go
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| Leave those doubts unheard, unsaid
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| Because these aren’t the days we’re counting
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| And I’m not doubting
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| That all good things must end
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| Make thoughts that last forever
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| They last forever because it’s now or never
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| Dive bars and load times
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| Toll roads and state lines
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| We think these things will last forever |