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I think it's strange when people say You've an expir' date, no, never fade The slightest touch, forced to fall A sleight of hand, modern goal Starry, that child left behind Choose your favorite vice I don't have the strength to play nice Had me in the back room, tell me when it's over Don't know if I can play this for how much longer I'll be in the back room, tell me when it's over Don't know if I can play this for much longer I don't know if it is right to live this way I'll be in the back room, tell me when it's over People always say, "Man, at least you're on the radio" At least you're on the radio At least you're on the radio, huh At least you're on the radio Close your eyes, don't be afraid Like summer bees, they'll ease the pain The fast die young, pay the price The best die young, immortalized Letras de cancionesStarry, that child left behind Choose your favorite vice I don't have the strength to play twice Had me in the back room, tell me when it's over Don't know if I can play this for how much longer I'll be in the back room, tell me when it's over Don't know if I can play this for much longer I don't know if it is right to live this way I'll be in the back room, tell me when it's over People always say, "Man, at least you're on the radio" At least you're on the radio At least you're on the radio, huh Had me in the back room, tell me when it's over Don't know if I can play this for how much longer I'll be in the back room, tell me when it's over Don't know if I can play this for much longer I don't know if it is right to live this way I'll be in the back room, tell me when it's over People always say, "Man, at least you're on the radio" At least you're on the radio, ho From Letras Mania