| So, here I stare
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| At an empty bottle full of confidence
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| Fuzzy faded with the poison in my head
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| It’s an empty-glass philosophy
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| I can’t help it, I can’t stop
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| Dead, I’m a zombie with no notion of regret
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| Grab a bucket and a mop, 'cause I’m a mess
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| Full of sexual ferocity
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| I can’t help it, I can’t stop it
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| I’m living fast until I’m dead
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| It’s in my head and singing
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| I’m on a permanent vacation
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| We’re young, we’re young
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| We’re dumb and we don’t care, no
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| And I don’t owe an explanation
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| We’re young, we’re young
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| We’re dumb and we don’t care
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| Forever stuck in our youth
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| Forever stuck in our youth
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| My liver hates my guts
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| Because I’m stuck on living in a daze
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| Bottom shelf tequila coursing through my veins
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| Giddy, greedy, grin upon my face
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| I can’t help it, I can’t stop
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| And so I drank
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| My cells away until I’m in one, and I think
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| About how no one would believe it, so I sing
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| A song about my rowdy rebel ways
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| I can’t help it, I can’t stop
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| We’re young, we’re dumb, and having fun
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| We’re young, we’re dumb, just turn it up
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| We’re young, we’re dumb, and having fun
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| Don’t make me tell you twice
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| Baby, that’s why I’m on a permanent vacation
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| We’re young, we’re young
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| We’re dumb and we don’t care, no
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| And I don’t owe an explanation
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| We’re young, we’re young
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| We’re dumb and we don’t care
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| Forever stuck in our youth
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| Forever stuck in our youth
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| We’re young, we’re dumb
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| And havin' fun, we’re young
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| We’re dumb just turn it up
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| We’re young, we’re dumb and havin' fun
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| And we’ll be forever stuck in our youth
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| Forever stuck in our youth
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| And I’m on a permanent vacation
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| We’re young, we’re young
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| We’re dumb and we don’t care, no no
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| And I don’t owe an explanation
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| We’re young, we’re young
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| We’re dumb and we don’t care
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| Forever stuck in our youth
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| Forever stuck in our youth |