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My favorite stupid phrase
Things will never be the same
Favorite stupid phrase
Things will never be the same

Saving up for better days
History is about to be made
Live in The House in those days

We run in a rush from this day on
And the spectre haunting you will be gone
Doesn't matter how far you've gone
Doesn't matter how far you've gone

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Keep on moving keep going on
The spectre haunting you will be gone
Things will never be the same
My favorite ever stupid phrase

Moving up with some better days
History is about to be made
When are you going to get something done
Sometimes emotion when you're moving on

History is about to be made
Saving up for some better days
History is about to be made
My favorite ever favorite phrase

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We're raised on a plateau but I'm forever slipping
Haunting the scene of our own repression
And under the point Mirabeau flows the same
Yes under the point Mirabeau still flows the same
Still flows the same

And these are the blue remembered hells
That into our hearts, seek to kill
These are the lands of lost contentment
Eternally return to spill

We ran to a desert storm
And never came back home sweet home
And hung on to a satellite too long

Hang onto the good times
Everywhere they they come
Hang onto the good times
When and if you can

History is about to be made
History is about to be made

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