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34 lines
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The second hand looks like a knife. As it's counting down the rest of our lives.
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So hard to swallow. No steps to follow. It became so hard to survive.
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Dear youth, what was your one big plan?
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You made us believe we had the world in our hands.
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We left home with nowhere to go. Facing our fears as we brave the unknown.
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All I have to keep are these jaded old memories from screams of how it used be.
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I once was blind but now I can see that words of rationality were wasted on me.
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So I said goodbye. It's just a memory, that hasn't come to be.
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But I recognize that if you're on the right track but catch the wrong train,
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Nothing ends the same.
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Dear youth, what was your one big plan?
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You made us believe we had the world in our hands.
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We left home with nowhere to go. Facing our fears as we brave the unknown.
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Dear youth, put back those thoughts in my head.
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The ones where I believe that I am boundless again.
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I know we're at the end of the road. This is our story, this was our home.
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We were unbreakable.
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Alive and well. The days are shrinking.
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Alive and well. Each moment more fleeting.
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Alive and well. We gave our best.
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Alive. And well, you know the rest...;
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Name Dear Youth (Day 52)
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Artist The Ghost Inside
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Album Dear Youth
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