| Somethin' in the way the dust would fall
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| Standing with our backs against the wall
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| Move forwards, move back, against it all
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| Tellin' me how fast the world could spin
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| Take another moment, take it in
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| Move forwards, move back
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| I feel it in the atmospherics here
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| Not ready for the change that’s coming
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| Not giving in, not giving up
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| Not ready for the change that’s coming here
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| Not ready for it all to disappear
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| I’m not giving in, I’m not giving up
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| Falling hard but we can’t touch the ground
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| Only without gravity around
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| Move forwards, move back
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| I feel it in the atmospherics here
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| Not ready for the change that’s coming
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| Not giving in, not giving up
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| Not ready for the change that’s coming here
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| Not ready for it all to disappear
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| I’m not giving in, I’m not giving up
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| Lay your weapons down have faith in me
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| We can live beyond these fears
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| I will keep you safe as safe can be
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| We all turn to dust eventually
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| I feel it in the atmospherics here
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| I’m ready for the change that’s coming
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| Not giving in, not giving up
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| I’m ready for the change that’s coming here
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| I’m ready for it all to disappear
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| I’m not giving in, I’m not giving up |