Too Much, Too Young, Too Fast

Some people like to make all the rules and tell others what to do
 They make it their way so they always win and the others always lose
 Street gangs and madmen, how they wage their private wars
 In banker's clothes, their hearts are froze and their wives hold hands with whores
 I'll sit and spin for a little while
 If it's the end of days, I'm goin' out in style
 Too much, too young, too fast
 I'm gonna drink it up while it lasts
 Too much, too young, too fast
 I'm gonna tear it up, so fill my glass
 Thieves in the night rob you blind with surgical precision
 You can't evade the eye in the sky, he got facial recognition
 Paranoia on every street, it's hard to stay alive
 You never know when you'll feel the heat before it takes your life
 I'll sit and spin for a little while
 If it's the end of days, I'm goin' out in style
 Too much, too young, too fast
 I'm gonna drink it up while it lasts
 Too much, too young, too fast
 I'm gonna tear it up, so fill my glass
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 Too much, too young, too fast
 I'm gonna drink it up while it lasts
 Too much, too young, too fast
 I'm gonna tear it up, so fill my glass
 Too much, I'm gonna drink it up
 Too fast, yeah, while it lasts