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Woorden: Pretty Maids. Children Of Tomorrow.

They live in the streets

outside the walls

left out in the cold

thereA's nowhere to sleep

theyA'sA've taken the fall

into the hole



They grew up with violence

they learned how to hate

and learned how to fear

they searched for silence

before it was too late

before it disappeared



Chorus:

Where is the future

where is the past

the answerA's unkown

but the child of tomorrow

donA't know where he is

or where he shall go


they are the children of sorrow

they are the children of tomorrow



And all their illusions

all of their dreams

are all gone so far

they live with confusion

donA't know what it means

donA't know who they are



So rise all you children

come back to life

youA're wasting your time

A'cause you are the future

you are not left behind



Chorus




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