If this world doesn't take your hand,
it will only knock you down.
If you won't pick yourself up,
maybe you don't belong on your feet.
I had to learn this the hard way,
and I'll never be the same.
For every sleepless night kept up by thoughts of better things, I can name a million better memories.
Death is certain, and that's for sure.
It's up to us what happens before.
One day not too far from now, this is gonna have to end.
I will not just sit around, and ask where my life went.
Recite your memories. Hold on to your friends.
Cling to the times you shared. Love what you did.
And with every passing day,
we're throwing up our firsts.
This feels right to us, live it to the fullest.
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