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Like a fly to a spider
You're under the spell
It's the game and the liar
For those who toll the bell

You're more than just a name
You fight for the right
Like a moth to a flame
You see the bait, you bite

You're restless and wild
And walkin' the line
You're not just another pretty face
Need an answer fast
And you're runnin' out of time
And the night goes on for days

Young and wasted
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Young and wasted

You been branded by the iron
You been cut by the knife
There's a monkey on your back
Runnin' up and down your spine
Up and down your spine

You hunger for the fire
And run with the pack
But you know damn well
There ain't no turnin' back
Ain't no turnin' back, no no

You're damned if you do
You're damned if you don't
You laugh in the face of the fates
Fallen angels spread their wings
So you cross the gates of hate

Young and wasted
I can almost taste it
I can almost taste it
Young and wasted
Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah

You're damned if you do
You're damned if you don't
You laugh in the face of the fates
Fallen angels spread their wings
So let the heaven say

Young and wasted
Young and wasted

Young and wasted
I can almost taste it
I can almost taste it
Young and wasted

Young and wasted
Young and wasted

Young and wasted
Like a fly to a spider   You're under the spell   It's the game and the liar   For those who toll the bell      You're more than just a name   You fight for the right   Like a moth to a flame   You see the bait, you bite      You're restless and wild   And walkin' the line   You're not just another pretty face   Need an answer fast   And you're runnin' out of time   And the night goes on for days      Young and wasted   Ooh yeah, ooh yeah   Young and wasted      You been branded by the iron   You been cut by the knife   There's a monkey on your back   Runnin' up and down your spine   Up and down your spine      You hunger for the fire   And run with the pack   But you know damn well   There ain't no turnin' back   Ain't no turnin' back, no no      You're damned if you do   You're damned if you don't   You laugh in the face of the fates   Fallen angels spread their wings   So you cross the gates of hate      Young and wasted   I can almost taste it   I can almost taste it   Young and wasted   Ooh yeah, ooh yeah, ooh yeah      You're damned if you do   You're damned if you don't   You laugh in the face of the fates   Fallen angels spread their wings   So let the heaven say      Young and wasted   Young and wasted      Young and wasted   I can almost taste it   I can almost taste it   Young and wasted      Young and wasted   Young and wasted      Young and wasted