Doug Boehm - Cla**ics (Die Young) lyrics

Hallelujah, I was [?] from the past Living in the future, though we never had [?] Stuck in [?] We can all die young We can all die young [?] in the numbers, I am nothing near to find Used to drive through the darkness looking for a sign My head against the window, in my mouth the taste of blood We can all die young We can all die young And I'm nothing but a thief With a knife looking sharp for the heart You can see and not believe It's in the [?] Think about it often, the moment I was slayed Dylan k**ed me quickly, Springsteen dug the grave We slept beneath the pavement, [?] if I was 61 We can all die young We can all die young [?] [?] And I'm nothing but a thief With a knife looking sharp for the heart You can see and not believe It's in the [?] Yeah! Make it out, babe, I'll take you to that [?] The cla**ics on the airwaves, [?] I could hold you here forever, 'til there's nothing left but love We can all die young We can all die young We can all die young We can all die young Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah