Have you looked up lately
And seen the cold lonely skies
And looked into the mirror
And seen your black lonely eyes?
Well I have, and I want to know
Why I feel the death is 'round the corner
When I still feel so young
And in my chest I have the beating of
A thousand youngbloods
And seen the cold lonely skies
And looked into the mirror
And seen your black lonely eyes?
Well I have, and I want to know
Why I feel the death is 'round the corner
When I still feel so young
And in my chest I have the beating of
A thousand youngbloods
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