| Risk my soul, test my life
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| For my bread
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| Spend my time, lost in space
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| Am I dead?
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| Let the river flow
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| Through my callused hands
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| And take me from my own
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| The eyes of the damned
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| It makes my stomach turn
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| And it tears my flesh from the bone
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| How we turn a dream to stone
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| And we all die young
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| Tell me I know
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| I lived so afraid
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| And still we cry alone
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| With words left unsaid
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| Yeah, it makes my stomach turn
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| And it tears my flesh from bone to bone
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| How we turn our dream to stone
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| And we all die young
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| Yeah, we all die young
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| Young
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| Young
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| Young
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| Young
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| Yeah, we all die young
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| Yeah, we all die young
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| Yeah, we all die young
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| Yeah, we all die
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| Young
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| Young
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| Young |