| My eyes can’t believe what they have seen.
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| In the corner of your room you’ve stockpiled millions of my memories.
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| Oh Doctor, Doctor, I must have gotten this sick somehow.
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| I’m going to ask you a series of questions,
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| And I want them answered on the spot, right now.
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| Is it serious?
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| I’m afraid it is.
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| Am I gonna die?
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| Well son, death is gonna catch up to all one day,
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| But yours is coming quicker than ours, than ours.
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| Some things I may have taken for granted again and again,
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| well here’s what was said then
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| Hold your head high heavy heart.
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| So take a chance and make it big,
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| Cause it’s the last you’ll ever get.
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| If we don’t take it, when will we make it?
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| I make plans to break plans,
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| And I’ve been planning something big, planning something big, planning.
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| I’ve never tried to make the best of my time,
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| When I thought that I had plenty of it.
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| Is this serious?
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| I don’t know what to think.
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| Is it all a lie?
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| Well one thing is for sure
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| I’m taken back to the glory days
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| When we were kids without a brash or bitter thing to say.
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| Now my life is one big make it, or break it.
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| Hold your head high heavy heart
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| Save your strength for the morning after.
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| So take a chance and make it big,
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| Cause it’s the last you’ll ever get.
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| If we don’t take it, when will we make it?
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| I make plans to break plans,
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| And I’ve been planning something big, planning something big
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| So take a chance and make it big,
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| Cause it’s the last you’ll ever get.
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| If we don’t take it, when will we make it?
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| I make plans to break plans,
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| And I’ve been planning something big, planning something big, planning. |