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Saturday night, I'm still running wild
Still cleaning my wounds like an unloved child
In the end, I don't wanna die
I wasn't made for this life
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Saturday night, I'm a broken bird
These terrible songs that I know you heard
In the end, I don't wanna fly
I wasn't made for the sky
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I think I'm dying here, I'm dying here (oh, no, oh, no)
I think I'm dying here, I'm dying here (oh, no, oh, no)
I think I'm dying here, I'm dying here (oh, no, oh, no)
I think I'm dying here, I'm dying here (oh, no, oh, no)
I think I'm dying here, I'm dying here (oh, no, oh, no)
I think I'm dying here, I'm dying here