| Where’s the time all gone
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| All those golden suns have flown away
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| All the good ones die young
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| But a picture on my wall is there to stay
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| Of your face
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| I always say
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| They never make them like they used to
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| Look away
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| Cuz you know we’re going down
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| Say you’re such an old soul
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| Living in a time that don’t want you
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| Missed your cue
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| So what’s a boy to do
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| But take his place in line and follow suit
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| I always say
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| They never make them like they used to
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| Look away
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| Cuz you know we’re going down.
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| Ima gonna write the words to sad songs
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| Ima gonna show you all you’re dead wrong
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| It just feels like the beginning of the end
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| Cuz when you think you’re onto something.
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| Dodododododo
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| Dododododododo
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| OoOoOooo…
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| Dodododododo
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| Dododododododo
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| I will close my eyes
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| Imagine I reside before my time
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| Nineteen Fifty Five
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| Walking down the street in 3-piece suits and ties
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| It’s good to be alive
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| I always say
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| They never make them like they used to
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| Look away
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| Cuz you know we’re going down.
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| So Ima gonna write the words to sad songs
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| Ima gonna show you all you’re dead wrong
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| It just feels like the beginning of the end
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| Cuz when you think you’re onto something.
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| Dodododododo
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| Dododododododo
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| OoOoOooo…
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| Dodododododo
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| Dododododododo
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| You know we’re going down… |