Yea
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Wouldn’t even said if it was gone
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All that we had are young
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Spit out, dried off, done
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Yea
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Wouldn’t give a shit, it’s dead for long
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All of the human songs
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Spit out, dried off, done
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There was an half a cup, you couldn’t have enough
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Young lover flowing on up above
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It wasn’t big enough, it wasn’t built on love
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You went fast to the beat of this
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To the beat of this
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I wish this was something I could teach you
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I wish there was some way I could reach you
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It’s sad to sing
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But I’ll never get a chance to say
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The world is old
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But when we’re here we’re young and then gone for good
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Gone for good
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We will never get a chance to sing
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Alone if them, most gone away
|
|
Yea
|
Wouldn’t even said if it was gone
|
All that we had are young
|
Spit out, dried off, done
|
|
Yea
|
Wouldn’t give a shit, it’s dead for long
|
All of the human songs
|
Spit out, dried off, done
|
|
There was an half a cup, you couldn’t have enough
|
Young lover flowing on up above
|
It wasn’t big enough, it wasn’t built on love
|
You went fast to the beat of this
|
To the beat of this
|
|
It’s sad to sing
|
But I’ll never get a chance to say
|
The world is old
|
But when we’re here we’re young and then gone for good
|
We’re gone for good
|
And we’ll never get a chance to sing
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Alone if them, most gone away
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Grand (Rhythymnals)
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| Luke Lalonde |
