Golden Hour-The Soft Hills
everybody’s busy, everybody’s mad
trying to find a way out, the fuse it burning fast
monsters in the city, bogie’s underground
they’re fucking with your life support, trying to pull you down
won’t you break free, I’m leaving
ooh now we’re out on our own
it’s beautiful
yeah we got so much to give
our cup is full
look how the hour’s turning gold
so unreal
choking while you’re living, the pressures’ closing in
man you’re going to crack up, the rabble never ends
always thinking money, like gluttons on a binge
we’re puppets on the wings of doom, the future’s looking grim
won’t you break free, we’re leaving
ooh now we’re out on our own
it’s beautiful
yeah we got so much to give
our cup is full
look how the hour’s turning gold
so unreal
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