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I live like a cockroach |
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In a basement wet and cold |
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Maybe i'll never know |
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If there's life at the surface |
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I guess i'm doomed for life |
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To spend it in this shelter |
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Fall out blocks the sun |
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For the years to come |
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The fires raged on and on |
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Then the winter came moving on |
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It's cold and dark living underground |
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Buried alive by a nuclear blast |
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Fire scorching earth |
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There was nowhere to run |
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Then the storms they would howl |
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Blowing black snow, blowing death around |
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I look into your eyes |
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The x-ray shining through |
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Claustrophobic madness |
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Kill your beloved, killing everyone |
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At the dawn of a new age |
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The age of quarrel |
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And the age of quarrel |
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Turned into the age of ice |
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The fires raged on and on |
|
Then the winter came moving on |
|
It's cold and dark living underground |
|
Buried alive by a nuclear blast |
|
I live like a cockroach |
|
In a basement wet and cold |
|
Maybe i'll never know |
|
If there's life at the surface |
|
I guess i'm doomed for life |
|
To spend it in this shelter |
|
Fall out blocks the sun |
|
For the years to come |
|
At the dawn of a new age |
|
The age of quarrel |
|
And the age of quarrel |
|
Turned into the age of ice |
