“living is a thing you do
now or never—which do you?”
I think it was a crime, the things we waste trying to not waste our time
...With all the hurt that I’ve done, hold it high for me
that can’t be undone, hold it high for me
light and guide me through, hold it high for me
I’ll do the same for you, and hold it high for me
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