| Youth is wasted on the young
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| That’s what they say
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| When you start to feel the pressure
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| That’s when you push it away
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| Our bodies are strong, our minds are sharp
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| So in shape
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| There’s always tomorrow
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| And we’re gonna live forever anyway
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| Living for speed and dying young
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| It’s all been done before
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| Living for speed and dying young
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| It’s all been done before
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| Nothing shakes your bones
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| Ain’t got no problem
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| A perfected machine of destruction
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| A loaded gun
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| Living for speed and dying young
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| It’s all been done
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| But we’re just gonna live so fast
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| That it never gets the chance to catch us
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| Living for speed and dying young
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| It’s all been done before
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| Living for speed and dying young
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| It’s all been done before
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| The future is now
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| Even crashing your ride
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| All the doors are open
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| No convincing you to hear the slow scrape
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| Of them closing
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| They say time is a trip, give you the slip
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| Before you know when
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| But why would we try to fix
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| What isn’t broken
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| Living for speed and dying young
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| It’s all been done before
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| Living for speed and dying young
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| It’s all been done before
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| The future is now |