| Run with the devil, go ahead run free
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| Run with the devil and dream
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| Smoke that cigarette, puff those rings
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| Blow it in my face as I breathe
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| It’s alright now, you’re just high now
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| You’ll be fine now, you’re just high now
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| Look at your mama, now she’s crying
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| 'Cause she thinks her baby’s dying
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| Don’t put up a fight, she just wants to hold you tight
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| And look at your daddy, he hates lying
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| Tried to help you, but he’s sick of trying
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| Look at your life, he just wants to make it right
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| And you got everything and more than enough
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| If you could have anything, what would you want?
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| You say, «I wanna die young»
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| Wanna die young
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| You say, «I wanna die young»
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| Wanna die young
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| Sleep with the devil, go dance with him
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| It’s your life, do what you want to
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| Baby, why you so locked up in lies?
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| Don’t you know you could have the truth
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| You say I’m boring, so you ignore me
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| You hear the phone ring, so you ignore me
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| Look at your mama, now she’s crying
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| 'Cause she thinks her baby’s dying
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| Don’t put up a fight, she just wants to hold you tight
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| And look at your daddy, he hates lying
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| Tried to help you, but he’s sick of trying
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| Look at your life, he just wants to make it right
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| And you got everything and more than enough
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| If you could have anything, what would you want?
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| You say, «I wanna die young»
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| Wanna die young
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| You say, «I wanna die young»
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| Wanna die young
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| You say «I don’t know how I lost myself»
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| With a bottle at the bottom of an ashtray
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| Smoking my regrets and realizing what I need to do is pray
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| And I know I’ve got more than enough
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| And I think I know now what I really want
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| And I think I want love, wanna find love
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| And I wanna be loved, wanna find love
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| And I sure as hell don’t wanna die young
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| Don’t wanna die young, wanna die young |