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It was the last day of |
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December, in the year 1999. |
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And the people were waiting for clocks to strike twelve. |
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With fear and great expectations, they would step into a new millennium. |
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Not knowing what to face or what to believe. [Bridge:] |
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Tell me- Is our destiny coming? |
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Or were the prophecies all wrong? |
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I rise with the sun, there's no time to waste. |
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I'll have to live my life while |
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I am still young. |
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As Nostradamus once predicted, disaster would strike earth. |
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Wiping out mankind and everything they have done. [Bridge:] |
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Tell me- Is our destiny coming? |
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Or were the prophecies all wrong? |
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Hold your head high, be brave and don't cry. |
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There's still time to live our lives. |
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Try to find some peace in your mind |
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And do not think that the end could be near... [Solo: N. Dahlin / H. Juhano] |
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Hold your head high, be brave and don't cry. |
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There's still time to live our lives. |
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Try to find some peace in your mind |
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And do not think that the end could be near... - |
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ROPHECIES !!! |
