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Lessons on the railroad track
And for a penny you can ride
Watch it change before your eyes
As you wave goodbye
A Failure in an unmarked grave
With a photo I tried to save
It might say a million words
But none of them are true

Holding on to nothing
Is all I use to do, and saying
That I gotta get out of here
And I don’t care if it takes all night
If might take a hundred years so I won’t die young

What you take from pain is victory
And a compliment to tragedy
Watch it fade and drive away
From the wreckage of your life
‘Cause there’s a knife and fingerprints
A “sorry” letter she never sent
It probably says a million things
But none of them are true
And holding on to something is all she’ll ever do and saying

That I gotta get out of here
And I don’t care if it takes all night
It probably takes a hundred years
So I won’t die young
Man I gotta get out of here
I don’t care if I drive all night
It might take a million years
So I won’t die young on this lonesome run

So pay respects for where you’ve been
If you look ahead it’s easier to see

That we got to get out of here
And I don’t care if it takes all night
It might take a million years
So we won’t die young
We all got to get out of here
We shouldn’t care if it takes our lives
It might take a million years
If we never try
We might as well die young
We might as well die young

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