| They're not ready to die
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| Thousand golden people
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| They're not ready to die
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| Thousand golden people
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| They're not ready to die
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| They're not ready to die
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| As we move into 2020
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| Visions of the past
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| That obscure fast
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| Elementary, blast!
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| Yeah, the future sent me
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| (Aha aha)
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| Yeah the future sent me
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| (Aha aha)
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| Don't let me see another death star
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| Blocking out the sun
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| Climb another rung
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| Utopia delirium, c'mon
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| Yeah, the future sent me
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| (Aha aha)
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| Yeah the future sent me
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| (Aha aha)
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| It hits so right, they're set in stone
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| It hits so right, nowhere to go
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| There's not a soul awake
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| A thousand golden reign
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| It's fading softly, no shame in watching
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| The world go by, the world go by
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| Floating fever, forgetting the heart beat
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| Seeing torture beneath, we repeat
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| Just a spectre of inadequacy
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| You got the now, now, now, agitation
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| Got me singing for the now, now, now
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| Rhythm of the conversation
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| Switch it on and off and on again
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| Creators of our own demise, you can't pretend
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| Blue glow psychopathic recipe
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| They're not ready to die
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| No they don't wanna leave
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| There's not a soul awake
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| A thousand golden reign
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| It's fading softly, no shame in watching
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| The world go by, the world go by
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| In all of what is said
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| Of what's behind and what's beneath
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| They hope to find someone
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| To find someone
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| If all the stars were crumbling
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| The night's not what it used to be
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| You love someone?
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| Would you love someone?
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| There's not a soul awake
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| A thousand golden reign
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| It's fading softly, no shame in watching
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| The world go by, the world go by
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| It's fading softly, no shame in watching
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| The world go by, the world go by, the world go by
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| They're not ready to die
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| Thousand golden people |