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Time flies into yesterday and all those things now are so far away but some things never seem to change I'm still the same old kid I don't get paid, I don't get laid and I don't really care they told me they had a cure but it's been seven years and I'm still waiting for every saint and every jerk everyone has their things: we're maniacs, hypochondriacs and that's just fine with me 'cause though our clocks are ticking right now we're here and kicking if I head for that cliff will you still catch me? each time they turn it up but I just tear it down my thoughts alkaline and I run on gasoline it's so unfair but that is life Letras de cancionesthat may be so but I don't have to like it we've always got what's in our minds: each laugh and happy day from every rush, each stupid crush they never go away (Thanks to JohnSmith for these lyrics) From Letras Mania