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I could have hid it years ago
Always assumed that it'd be a phase
I should have this all worked out at my age
Some days I feel like crying, and I know you feel that too
But life don't seem as dark when I sing with you, with you
Oh, oh, oh, I choose to live
Oh, oh, oh, I choose to live
Young enough to still have a heart
Old enough to fall apart
And now we're drinking in the park
In our twenties, in our aging skin at dark
Some days I feel like crying, and I know you feel it too
But life don't seem as dark when I sing with you, with you
Oh, oh, oh, I choose to live
Oh, oh, oh, I choose to live
Some days I feel like crying, and I know you feel that too
But life don't seem as dark when I sing with you, with you
Oh, oh, oh, I choose to live
Oh, oh, oh, I choose to live