| Just three old ghost
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| Searching for the coast
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| Floating in hospitals
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| Just three old friends
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| Waiting for the end
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| Can’t be young again
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| I wanna live while I’m alive
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| I wanna burn out in the sky
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| Falling stars are born to die
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| But we almost carry on
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| Just three old souls
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| Spray silver and gold
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| Sinking like blood again
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| Just three old shadows
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| Broken by the road
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| Waiting for the end
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| Can’t be young again
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| I wanna live while I’m alive
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| I wanna burn out in the sky
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| Falling stars are born to die
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| But we almost carry on
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| I wanna live while I’m alive
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| I wanna burn out in the sky
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| Falling stars are born to die
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| But we almost carry on
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| We’re broken down by the side of the road
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| Lost everything there is to lose
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| When five plus four, now four is three
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| This is the hardest life to chose
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| If you’re lost and should you need us
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| Look for gold and not shadows
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| Follow us in the silver night
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| As we fade out into ghosts
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| Live while I’m alive
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| I wanna live while I’m alive
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| I wanna live while I’m alive
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| I wanna burn out in the sky
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| Falling stars are born to die
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| But we almost carry on
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| I wanna live while I’m alive
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| I wanna burn out in the sky
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| Falling stars are born to die
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| But we almost carry on |