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These hits have made a bruise |
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I wear to show the truth |
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I don't care if i win or lose |
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I just don't want to play the game |
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And to hurt is to love |
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Not where i come from |
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These hits have made a bruise |
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It grows deep red or blue |
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I don't care if i win or lose |
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I just don't want to play the game |
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And to hurt the one i love |
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Fly away crimson dove |
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To hurt |
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(These hits have made a bruise) |
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Is to love |
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(I wear to show the truth) |
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To hurt |
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(I don't care if i win or lose) |
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Is to love |
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(I don't care if i win or lose) |
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To hurt |
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(These hits have made a bruise) |
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Is to love |
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(I wear to show the truth) |
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To hurt |
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(I don't care if i win or lose) |
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Is to love |
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(I don't care if i win or lose) |
