Twenty Years (Osymyso's Birthday Mix)

Song	Twenty Years (Osymyso's Birthday Mix)
Artist	Placebo
Album	Twenty Years

	There are twenty years to go
	Twenty ways to know
	Who will wear, who will wear the hat
	There are twenty years to go
	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
	Best of starts, the broken heart, the stone
	There are twenty years to go
	Punch drunk and the blow
	The worst of starts, the mercy part, the phone
	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, and end too fast you know
	There are twenty years to go
	Many friends I hope
	Though some may hold the rose, some hold the rope
	And 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 high 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

	There are twenty years to go
	Twenty ways to know
	Who will wear, who will wear the hat
	There are twenty years to go
	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
	Best of starts, the broken heart, the stone
	There are twenty years to go
	Punch drunk and the blow
	The worst of starts, the mercy part, the phone
	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, and end too fast you know
	There are twenty years to go
	Many friends I hope
	Though some may hold the rose, some hold the rope
	And 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 high 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