Kings

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Tonight, we live like kings:

Hijack the prison and break out our dreams;

Kick off our shoes and rip our jeans;

Sing until our lungs burst at the seams.

Tonight, we are wild and free:

We'll climb up skyscrapers and then ride the breeze

With our broken wings.

Tomorrow we'll be damaged teens,

But tonight, we live like kings.  

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