| I am another missing metaphor
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| Soaking in the bitterness of last resort
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| You.have always been a heart that’s turned
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| You. |
| you. |
| keep coming back for more
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| Keep coming back for more
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| Although fading into nothing
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| We use to be something stronger than we are
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| More than just these paper hearts
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| We were dancing on the frontlines
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| Back before our love became a casualty
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| Now we’re only cowards cowards
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| Ah.ah.oh.oh.oh
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| We’re cowards cowards
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| Ah.ah.oh.oh.oh.0hh!
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| From a relic burning where we stood;
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| Won and won, the winner gets the bad and good
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| In the end, seems that we did all we could
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| In the end. |
| in the end
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| Although fading into nothing
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| We use to be something stronger than we are
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| More than just these paper hearts
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| We were dancing on the frontlines
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| Back before our love became a casualty
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| Now we’re only cowards cowards
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| Ah.ah.oh.oh.oh
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| We’re cowards cowards
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| Ah.ah.oh.oh.oh
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| Keep coming back for more…
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| Although fading into nothing
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| We use to be something stronger than we are
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| More than just these paper hearts
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| We were dancing on the frontlines
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| Back before our love became a casualty
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| Now we’re only cowards cowards
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| Ah.ah.oh.oh.oh
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| We’re cowards cowards
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| Ah.ah.oh.oh.oh
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| Now we’re only cowards cowards
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| Ah.ah.oh.oh.oh
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| Ah.ah.oh.oh.oh.ohh! |