| When your children close their eyes
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| They will dream of a paradise
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| When their tears turn into blood
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| When the world becomes undone
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| When the world becomes undone
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| When your world becomes undone
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| When your world becomes undone, yeah
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| When your love has fallen apart
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| You will have deflated heart
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| When their dreams turn into blood
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| When the world becomes undone
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| When the world becomes undone
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| I’ve got this funny feeling that God is dead
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| I’ve got this funny feeling that he don’t care
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| The world is disappearing from her eyes
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| The world is disappearing from her eyes
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| When your children clear their eyes
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| They will know of our demise
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| And when the tears turn into blood
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| When the world becomes undone
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| When the world becomes undone
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| I’ve got this funny feeling that God is dead
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| I’ve got this funny feeling that he don’t care
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| I’ve got this funny feeling that God is dead
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| I’ve got this funny feeling that he don’t care
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| What you do today, you bring tomorrow
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| Nothing is enough to match your sorrow
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| Watch your world slowly burn in flames
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| Nothing is left, man is the blame
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| What you do today, you bring tomorrow
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| Nothing is enough to match your sorrow
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| Watch your world slowly burn in flames
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| Nothing is left, we’re all the blame
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| The world is disappearing from her eyes
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| The world is disappearing
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| When your children close their eyes
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| They will dream of a paradise
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| When the tears turn into blood
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| When the world becomes undone |