You¡¯ve got so much life to live
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and so much hurt to give,
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so don¡¯t grow up so fast.
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Yeah don't grow up so fast
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Try being young when you¡¯re young,
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you¡¯ll have time to rest when you¡¯re gone.
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Balancing the wire, now you¡¯re holding on.
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Just let go and take the fall.
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Chorus:
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Mom and Dad will be just fine.
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Follow me back down into the southside.
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Follow me back down into the southside (x2)
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Sweet, sweet adolescence¡¦
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thought it would be better, but it isn¡¯t¡¦ sweet disappointment.
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Fighting for the wrong side you figured out,
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it¡¯s never too late to make a difference now.
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There¡¯s nothing that can ever hold you down.
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Take ¡®em out.
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(Chorus)
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Like the feeling of being singled out, I think it¡¯s time we run for cover now.
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Or take the blame.
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It¡¯s not a game, and there is no way out.
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I think it¡¯s time we run for cover now.
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Just take the blame.
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Southside
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| The Wedding |
