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A dear heart, a small part, |
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I could have tried more |
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A sweet smell, a thin shell, a farewell, |
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I should've cried more |
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I don't eat, |
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I don't sleep, |
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I just fight but what |
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I long for |
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Is a safe place, a kind face, the sweet taste |
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I nearly died for |
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Another soldier, another soldier, |
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Another hit to the heart when they told you |
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Another mistake, another heartache, |
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You feel the blood on your hands getting colder |
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Another soldier, another soldier, |
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Another hit to the heart when they told you |
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Another mistake, another heartache, |
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You feel the blood in your veins getting colder |
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They boil squid in their own ink, their money's all spent |
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We don't own, we just rent, it's not home until the cheque's sent |
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But it's too late, the locks break, |
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I won't let them take it all away |
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Wrong or right, |
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I just fight to keep my world safe |
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Another soldier, another soldier, |
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Another hit to the heart when they told you |
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Another mistake, another heartache, |
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You feel the blood on your hands getting colder |
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Another soldier, another soldier, |
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Another hit to the heart when they told you |
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Another mistake, another heartache, |
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You feel the blood in your veins getting colder |
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Another soldier |
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Another soldier, another soldier, |
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Another hit to the heart when they told you |
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Another mistake, another heartache, |
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You feel the blood on your hands getting colder |
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Another soldier, another soldier, |
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Another hit to the heart when they told you |
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Another mistake, another heartache, |
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You feel the blood in your veins getting colder |
