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The night is cold, the sun is down |
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I see faces through the wire |
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No chance for them |
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No shoulder left to cry on |
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It's 4 am out on the street |
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Through the smoke I see the fire |
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It's a funeral pyre |
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For them to die on |
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Countdown to zero |
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Just begun |
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Coundown to zero |
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It's time to start the run |
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The city lights are fading now |
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As I climb into the plane |
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To shield me from |
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The stinging acid rain |
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And this is it, it's over now |
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As we taxi down Runway One |
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Tell me please |
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You'll wake me when it's over |
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Countdown to zero |
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Just begun |
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Coundown to zero |
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It's time to start the run |
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Do you realize what's happening in Western Europe? |
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Norway, Finland, Scotland, England |
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We will be the first to go |
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Don't do it |
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Countdown to zero |
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Just begun |
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Coundown to zero |
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It's time to start the run |
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Don't do it |
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Don't do it |
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Don't start the countdown to zero |
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We want to live |
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We want to live |
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We will live |
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You've got your finger on the trigger |
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Take it off |
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Let it go |
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Let it pass |
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Let it go |