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I didn't wanna' die young,
I didn't wanna' die at twenty-one,
The saddest song I've ever sung.
"What about my best friends?"
"The kids that I grew up with,"
I think you'd say.
Cause' I couldn't write it any other way.

We pass through time lines,
We make our whole live count,
but growing up means counting down.
I can act like nothing's happened,
I still have my doubts.
When I heard her crying that night
the truth came out.

A bad dream,
this can't be happening.
I'll wake up and you'll be there laughing.
A brother,
A best friend,
A true love left with a loose end.
A sequence of sad events
I keep repeating
over and over and over and over again.

We spend a life time
on buying into death.
Have we forgot the purpose?
You taught me not to worry,
let problems resolve themselves.
So I think of you
and try and settle down.

A bad dream,
this can't be happening.
I'll wake up and you'll be there laughing.
A brother,
A best friend,
A true love left with a loose end.
A sequence of sad events
I keep repeating.
A bad dream,
this can't be happening.
I'll wake up and you'll be there laughing.
A brother,
A best friend,
A true love left with a loose end.
A sequence of sad events
I keep repeating
over and over and over and over again.

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