| Sing how you want about the good times, the truth is I’ll have mine.
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| It’s a crushing defeat but I’ve still got my dreams, my dreams.
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| Sink yourself into the woodwork, the bar has been set pretty low.
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| I’ve never noticed how far just the line is
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| At the bottom of this empty bottle.
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| Things whitewashed in will soon fade away.
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| Here’s to our future, here’s to our bones.
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| I’ll be the light in the dark if you want a glimmer of hope.
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| Here’s to our future, let them all know.
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| We are the brightest of sparks and we’re burning a beacon of hope.
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| We are the sound of a lost generation.
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| Sing like your voice never falters, scream like the world’s open ears.
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| They won’t listen but why should they bother with all of your fears.
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| Pick yourself up from these hardwood floors
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| There’s no room here to care for you.
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| It’s depressing to see how it all falls on me and your dreams.
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| The starts to okay, we’ll soon fade away.
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| Here’s to our future, here’s to our bones.
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| I’ll be the light in the dark if you need, want a glimmer of hope.
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| Here’s to our future, let them all know.
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| We are the brightest of sparks and we’re burning a beacon of hope.
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| This is the sound of a lost generation.
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| Take it and break it apart.
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| This world’s an empty place, there’s no place for your heart.
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| Keep safe and keep sane.
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| Everyday everyone that fills your soul
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| 'Cause no one loves you when you’re gone.
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| Here’s to our future, here’s to our bones.
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| I’ll be the light in the dark if you want a glimmer of hope.
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| Here’s to our future, let them all know.
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| We are the brightest of sparks and we’re burning a beacon of hope.
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| We are the sound of a lost generation. |