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No expressions on their faces in the rain |
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We ain't going nowhere, children |
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We're just strangers on a train |
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No goodbye, and no use sending letters home |
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There's one way to oblivion and that road is far from home |
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You may find it hard to face the evil, do you Son? |
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You still think a miracle will happen when you face the gun |
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And then we'll fade into the night |
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We hold our precious dreams inside |
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With our young hearts open wide |
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Running on the edge of time |
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So won't you hold me one last time |
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Go tell the world about the crime |
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And let it never happen ever again |
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A fool believed his kingdom would last a thousand years |
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Now the echoes paint a future |
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But tomorrow hold the tears |
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The world is watching, but then no one's seen the end |
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Running on a train to nowhere |
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That's the bitter truth my friend |
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Will we ever learn? So the crosses burn |
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You still find it hard to face the evil, do you Son? |
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You still think a miracle will happen when you face the gun |
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And then we'll fade into the night |
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We hold our precious dreams inside |
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With our young hearts open wide |
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Running on the edge of time |
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So won't you hold me one last time |
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Go tell the world about the crime |
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And let it never happen ever again |
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The world will fade into the night |
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Will it ever be the same? |
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Someone remember my name |
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Ride this nightmare to an end |
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So won't you hold me one last time |
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Go tell the world about the crime |
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And let it never happen ever again |
