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Τwenty years-Placebo
There are twenty years to go
And twenty ways to know
Who'll wear, who'll wear the hat
There are twenty years to go
The best of all I hope
Enjoy the ride
The medicine show
Thems the breaks
For we designer fakes
We need to concentrate on more than meets the eye
There are twenty years to go
The faithful and the low
The best of starts, the broken heart, the stone
There are twenty years to go
The punch drunk and the blow
The worst of starts, the mercy part, the phone
And thems the breaks
For we designer fakes
We need to concentrate on more than meets the eye
Thems the breaks
For we designer fakes
But it's you i take, cause you're the truth, not I
There are twenty years to go
A golden age I know
But all will pass will end too fast you know
There are twenty years to go
And many friends I hope
Though some may hold the rose
Some hold the rope
That's the end - and that's the start of it
That's the whole - and that's the part of it
That's the hide - and that's the heart of it
That's the long - and that's the short of it
That's the best - and that's the test in it
That's the doubt - the doubt, the trust in it
That's the sight - and that's the sound of it
That's the gift - and that's the trick in it
You're the truth, not I, you're the truth, not I
You're the truth, not I, you're the truth, not I
You're the truth, not I, you're the truth, not I
You're the truth, not I, You're the truth, nοt I
In my time of need-Opeth
I can't see the meaning of this life i'm leading, I try to forget you as you forgot me
this time there is nothing left for you to take, this is goodbye
Summer is miles and miles away, and no one would ask me to stay
And I, should contemplate this change to ease the pain.
And I, should step out of the rain, turn away.
Close to ending it all I am drifting through the stages of the rapture born within this loss
Thoughts of death inside, tear me apart from the core of my soul
Summer is miles and miles away, and no one would ask me to stay
And I, should contemplate this change, to ease the pain.
And I, should step out of the rain, turn away.
At times, the dark's fading slowly, but it never sustains.
Would someone watch over me, In my time of need.
Summer is miles and miles away, and no one would ask me to stay
And I, should contemplate this change, to ease the pain.
And I, should step out of the rain, turn away.
And I, should contemplate this change, to ease the pain.
And I, should step out of the rain, turn away."
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