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One thing's for sure |
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That it's still the same |
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That young folk die |
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For some noble aim |
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And they live so fast |
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But they die so young |
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And we just keep wondering |
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What the hell went wrong |
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Yeah, they live so fast |
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But they die so young |
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And we just keep wondering |
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What goes on |
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It's such a shame |
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Such a useless shame |
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That they have to play |
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Such a hopeless game |
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And it makes me shake |
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Makes me shake with rage |
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For the wasted lives |
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For nothing gained |
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Coz they die so fast |
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And they die so young |
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And we just keep wondering |
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What goes on? |
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What goes on? |
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What goes on? |
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What goes on? |
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You tell me what goes on? |
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What goes on? |
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What goes on? |
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You got a good thing before |
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You got everything to live for |
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Ain't nothing you want to die for |
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No, no, nothing at all |
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Coz you live so fast |
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But you die so young |
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And we just keep wondering |
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wondering, wondering |
