| The battle loves to choose its fights
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| Collapse the sight of soldiers eyes
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| Bombs cascading over me May my body rest in pieces
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| Spring morning rain
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| Heal the wounds in me On me The battle is won
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| I’m not coming home
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| Spring morning rain
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| Stitch me up with strings of symphonies
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| On me The battle is won
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| Close your eyes just dream
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| I’m not coming home
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| The battle is won
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| Close your eyes just…
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| Dream of me, locked inside your mind I’ll hide
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| Scream my name, feel me breathe along your thighs
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| Close your eyes just dream
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| Grasping of your sheets
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| Turn out the lights
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| Holding on to memories
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| Never felt so right
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| Shaking, squirming in your skin tonight
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| Oh my Marie, oh my Marie
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| This is a reason for broken wings
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| Spring morning rain
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| Heal the wounds in me On me
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| (The battle loves to choose its fights
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| Collapse the sight of soldiers eyes
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| Bombs cascading over me May my body rest in pieces)
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| The battle is won
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| Close your eyes just dream
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| I’m not coming home
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| The battle is won
|
| Close your eyes just…
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| Dream of me, locked inside your mind I’ll hide
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| Scream my name, feel me breathe along your thighs
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| Close your eyes just dream
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| Close your eyes just dream
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| Close your eyes just dream
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| Close your eyes just dream
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| Close your eyes just dream |