Sometimes we fall down and can't get back up
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We're hiding behind skin that's too tough
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How come we don't say "I love you" enough
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'Till it's too late, it's not too late
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Our hearts are hungry for a food that won't come
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We could make a feast from these crumbs
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And we're all staring down the barrel of a gun
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So if your life flashed before you
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What would you wish you would've done?
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Yeah... we gotta start
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Looking at the hands of the time we've been given here
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This is all we got and we gotta start pickin it
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Every second counts on a clock that's tickin'
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Gotta live like we're dying
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We only got
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86,400 seconds in a day too
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Turn it all around or to throw it all away
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We gotta tell 'em that we love 'em
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While we got the chance to say
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Gotta live like we're dying
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And if your plane fell out of the skies
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Who would you call with your last goodbye?
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Should be so careful who we live out our lives
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So when we long for absolution
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There'll no one on the line
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Yeah... we gotta start
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Looking at the hands of the time we've been given here
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This is all we got and we gotta start pickin it
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Every second counts on a clock that's tickin'
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Gotta live like we're dying
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We only got
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86,400 seconds in a day to
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Turn it all around or to throw it all away
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We gotta tell 'em that we love 'em
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While we got the chance to say
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Gotta live like we're dying
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Like we're dying, oh, like we're dying [x2]
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We only got
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86,400 seconds in a day to
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Turn it all around or to throw it all away
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We gotta tell 'em that we love 'em
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While we got the chance to say
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Gotta live like we're dying
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You never know a good thing 'til it's gone
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You never see a crash 'til it's head on
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All those people right when we're dead wrong
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You never know a good thing 'til it's gone
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Yeah... we gotta start
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Looking at the hands of the time we've been given here
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This is all we got and we gotta start pickin it
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Every second counts on a clock that's tickin'
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Gotta live like we're dying
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We only got
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86,400 seconds in a day to
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Turn it all around or to throw it all away
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We gotta tell 'em that we love 'em
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While we got the chance to say
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Gotta live like we're dying
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Live Like We're Dying
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| Kris Allen |
