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I live on a battlefield surrounded by the ruins of the love we built |
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And then destroyed between us the smoke has cleared |
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As I stumble through the rubble |
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I'm a dazed, seeing double |
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And I'm truly mystified |
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My new home is a shell hole filled |
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With tears and muddy waters and bits of broken heart |
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All around well there is desolation |
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Scenes of a devastation of a love been torn apart |
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I live on a battlefield, |
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I live on a battlefield |
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I live on a battlefield |
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The one where not one single drop of blood has spilled |
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Is no less horrifying sweet memories, memories of a bygone situation |
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Now shattered, |
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Lord and battered, lie scattered all around |
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My new home is a shell hole filled |
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With tears and muddy waters, yes and bits of broken heart |
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All around well there is desolation |
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And scenes of a devastation of a love been torn apart |
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I live on a battlefield |
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My new home is a shell hole filled |
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With tears and muddy waters, yes and bits of broken heart |
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All around well there is desolation |
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And scenes of a devastation of a love been torn apart |
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I live on a battlefield, yes live on a battlefield |
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Live on a battlefield, live on a battlefield |
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I live on a battlefield, |
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I live on a battlefield |
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I live on a battlefield, |
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I live on a battlefield |
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I live on a battlefield, |
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I live on a battlefield |
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I live on a battlefield, |
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I live on a battlefield |
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I live on a battlefield, |
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I live on a battlefield |
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I live on a battlefield |
