Livin' out loud, tender and tough
Breathing to blow the lid off
A kid on a roll, it's not getting old
This is the rules of the playground
Look out!
Make no mistake, ain't pulling the brake
The screaming of tires, a sweer sound
No cruise control, just love, heart & soul
And the less travelled road, I'm homebound
Who wants to know when my time's up
I didn't join the twenty-seven club
Not it papertiger, nor the sole survivor
But I'll get you on the run
Too late to die young
Shadows and dust, four on the floor
The scheme's in my rear view mirror
No one get's hurt and I still want some more
Hands on the wheelchair and go!
Who wants to know when my time's up
I didn't join the twenty-seven club
Not it papertiger, nor the sole survivor
But I'll get you on the run
Too late to die young
Too late to die young
Who wants to know when my time's up
I didn't join the twenty seven club
And it's too late
(too late),
Too late
(too late)
Too late to die young
It's too late
(too late),
Too late
(too late)
Too late to die young
Who wants to know when my time's up
I didn't join the twenty-seven club
Not it papertiger, nor the sole survivor
But I'll get you on the run
Too late to die young
Too late to die young
Too late to die young
Too late to die young
Writer(s): Anders Sten Wikstrom, Jan Peter Joacim Borger, Patrik Erik Appelgren, Robert Ernlund, Pontus Sven Erik Egberg
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