| Let me set the scene straight here for
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| You dear listener
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| Hopefully impartial
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| Picture us embraced on the floor
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| It’s not love but war
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| May I mention
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| See us hands in hands
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| Holding tight
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| Absorbing force in this sculptural pose
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| Holding breaths till we cry
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| What has been done of you and I?
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| We just
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| Fight fight fight fight
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| Hurt bleed cry
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| It’s all we ever do
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| Tears can’t dry
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| May I say I lied here before
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| There is love involved
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| As in passion
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| When no word could express much more
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| Silence could stand for
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| A repression
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| See us hands in hands
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| Holding tight
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| Yet graceful dancing this peculiar waltz
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| Pouring hate till we cry
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| What has been done of you and I?
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| We just
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| Fight fight fight fight
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| Hurt bleed cry
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| It’s all we ever do
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| Tears can’t dry
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| You hurt me till you know if I still feel
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| And I do
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| I know you care too but in the meantime
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| We just We still… |