| We’re not scared to lose it all, security thrown through the wall
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| Future dreams we have to realize
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| A thousand skeptic hands won’t keep us from the things we plan
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| Unless we’re clinging to the things we prize
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| And do you feel scared? |
| I do
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| But I won’t stop and falter
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| And if we threw it all away
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| Things can only get better
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-whoa, whoa-oh-oh
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| (Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-whoa, whoa-oh-oh)
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-whoa, whoa-oh-oh
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| (Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-whoa, whoa-oh-oh)
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| Treating today as though it was the last, the final show
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| Get to 60 and feel no regret
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| It may take a little time, a lonely path, an uphill climb
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| Success or failure will not alter it
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| And do you feel scared? |
| I do
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| But I won’t stop and falter
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| And if we threw it all away
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| Things can only get better
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-whoa, whoa-oh-oh
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| (Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-whoa, whoa-oh-oh)
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-whoa, whoa-oh-oh
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| (Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-whoa, whoa-oh-oh)
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| And do you feel scared? |
| I do
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| But I won’t stop and falter
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| And if we threw it all away
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| Things can only get better
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| Ah!
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-whoa, whoa-oh-oh
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| (Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-whoa, whoa-oh-oh)
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-whoa, whoa-oh-oh
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| (Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-whoa, whoa-oh-oh)
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-whoa, oh-oh-oh-oh
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| (Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-whoa, whoa-oh-oh)
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa-whoa, oh-oh-oh
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| (Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-whoa, whoa-oh-oh)
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa-oh-oh, whoa-whoa, whoa-oh-oh
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| (Whoa, whoa, whoa) |