| The young souls won’t burn out!
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| The young souls won’t burn out!
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| So busy saying that we care
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| Have we forget the meaning?
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| It’s like a sky without the air,
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| Or lungs without breathing
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| So twisted from what it should be
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| Who gives us
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| Is it you or me?
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| The things I’d rather not have stuck in my head
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| Laid by my side, body and bed
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| The burden of knowing what we could have been
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| Lost inside, trapped within
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| I wear my heart on my sleeve
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| They’ll never take that from me
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| I won’t surrender my will to the world
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| Because it’s harder to sleep if I would choose to believe
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| We can do nothing to keep out the cold
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| The young souls won’t burn out!
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| The young souls won’t burn out!
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| Respect lost entirely
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| False promise from society
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| So busy saying that we really care
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| Don’t hide the proof
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| Don’t cover the scars
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| Wear the hatred across your heart
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| They try to fix you
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| Don’t make amends
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| No giving in
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| I wear my heart on my sleeve
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| They’ll never take that from me
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| I won’t surrender my will to the world
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| Because it’s harder to sleep if I would choose to believe
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| We can do nothing to keep out the cold
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| I’m uncertain what my future holds
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| But I’m certain I’ll embrace the cold
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| Embrace the cold
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| Has the whole world given up?
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| Given up!
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| The burden of knowing what we could have been
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| Lost inside, and trapped within the twine
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| I wear my heart on my sleeve
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| They’ll never take that from me
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| I won’t surrender my will to the world
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| Because it’s harder to sleep if I would choose to believe
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| We can do nothing to keep out the cold
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| The young souls won’t burn out! |