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Carpe Diem, a battle cry / Are we all too young to die?
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I was alone / I was all by myself / No one was looking / I was thinking of you
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Rip it up on retribution / Turn it up sideways / Ready, aim, fire, fire, ready, aim
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Amanda, don't you know that I still walk around
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Well, I met a girl named Lady Cobra / Her black heart beats crimson and clover
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I'm the son of rage and love / The Jesus of Suburbia
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I have no belief / But I believe I'm a walking contradiction
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There's a place inside my head / Where I like to wallow in my misery 'til I can't swim at all
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I hold my breath and close my eyes and dream about her / 'Cause she's 2000 light years away
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Well, I've got some scattered pictures lying on my bedroom floor
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When the story's stretched and so far fetched / That you're lacking an excuse, you lied
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Sing us the song of the century / It sings like American eulogy
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And I knew it from the first kiss / Tonight, hearts collide
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Can I borrow some of your black eyeliner / To make my eyes look just like yours?
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'Cause I know that you're the best thing in town / Best thing around
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A working-class hero is something to be
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Say you'll stay the night, 'cause we're running out of time
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I don't think I like what I see / so I hope I won't be there in the end if you come around
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Seventeen, and coming clean for the first time
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Well, we're so crazy, you've all gone insane / A loss of control
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