A broken back with a heart of gold, the legend of a martyr with no soul.
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I'll cough up blood to clear my lungs.
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Sinking to the depths. Dragging me to the ocean's floor. With broken wings
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I fly alone. I see your eyes as I'm sinking.
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I've always heard that the good die young,
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At least I know (at least I know), know that I'll die young.
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I've always heard that the good die young,
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But with this heart of gold I have no fear, no fear.
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No fear of what's to come.
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Weighed down by this heart of gold.
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No blood within and lost all without. A shadow of a man flesh and bone.
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I'll cought up blood to clear my lungs.
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Sinking to the depths. All I know is I'll die young. Lost everything I
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Called my own. I see your eyes as I'm sinking.
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I've always heard that the good die young,
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At least I know (at least I know), know that I'll die young.
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I've always heard that the good die young,
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But with this heart of gold I have no fear, no fear.
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No fear of what's to come.
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Born self destructive, at least I know that I'll die young.
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Weighed down by this heart of gold.
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The Good Die Young
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| Betrayal |
