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Molly Kate Kestner

Good Die Young

 

Good Die Young


I pick the paper up, God got another one
It makes me wonder if what I do is that enough, ooh
Lump in my throat, took the high road
Easy to be brave when the road's already paved
Sometimes I only see what's standing right in front of me, no

Wanna believe in something bigger
Can't always see the bigger picture

Can you tell me why the good die young?
Where do they go? Why do they leave us
When there's so much more to be done?
And do they know how much we need 'em?
Can you tell me why the good die young?
Oh-oh-ooh-oh
Can you tell me why the good die young?
Woah-ooh-oh

A whole nation with heavy hearts in their chests
Nobody's got the words, but we're so afraid of the silence

Wanna believe in something bigger (oh noo)
Can't always see the bigger picture

Can you tell me why the good die young?
Where do they go? Why do they leave us
When there's so much more to be done?
And do they know how much we need 'em?
Can you tell me why the good die young?
Oh-oh-ooh-oh
Can you tell me why the good die young?
Woah-ooh-oh

People dying, I'm not crying for attention
I won't change (I won't change, I won't change)
What does it take for us to wake up?
We gotta learn to love again (love again, love again)
If this is a lesson
Then I don't think I get it
No, I don't think I get it

Can you tell me why the good die young?
Where do they go? Why do they leave us
When there's so much more to be done?
And do they know, oh!

Can you tell me why the good die young?
Oh yeah
Can you tell me, can anybody tell me
Why the good die young? Oh-oh-ooh-oh
Can you tell me why the good die young? Woah-ooh-oh
Why do the good, why do the good die young, oh yeah
Oh, there's so much more, so much more work to be done
Oh, no no no no, oh yeah

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