| People rushing left to right
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| There’s pretty faces left to right
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| I’m just frozen staring into space
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| Faster than the speed of light
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| I’m holding on I’m holding tight
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| 'Cause stars are gonna crash into this place
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| And it’s caught wide screen so we don’t miss a thing
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| Now I’m standing clear
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| 'Cause all I waited for is
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| Closing in
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| Still got twenty four hours
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| We’re closing in
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| Still got twenty four hours
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| This is more than daily bread
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| It’s three degrees, it’s something else
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| And you just take it all into your stride
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| Couldn’t be an accident
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| 'Cause I can’t see no ambulance
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| I know that we will work it out this time
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| And it’s caught wide screen so we don’t miss a thing
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| Now I’m standing clear
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| 'Cause all I waited for is
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| Closing in
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| Still got twenty four hours
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| Now we’re closing in
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| Still got twenty four hours
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| Closing in
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| Still got twenty four hours
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| Now we’re closing in
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| Still got twenty four hours
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| It’s not over
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| It’s not over
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| Still got twenty four hours
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| It’s not over
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| It’s not over yet
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| Still got twenty four hours |