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I live on a battlefield |
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Surrounding by the ruins of a love we built |
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And them destroyed between us |
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The smoke has cleared |
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As I stumble through the rubble |
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I'm 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 water |
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And bits of broken heart |
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All around, there is desolation |
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Scenes of devestation |
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Of a love been torn apart |
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I live on a battlefield |
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Though one where not one |
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Single drop of blood has spilled |
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Is no less horryfying |
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Sweet memories |
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Of a bygone situation |
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Lie shattered, torn and battered |
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And scattered all around |
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My new home is a shell-hole filled |
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With tears and muddy water |
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And bits of broken heart |
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All around, there is desolation |
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Scenes of devestation |
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Of a love been torn apart |
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Everything that can, has gone wrong |
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It's gonna take spine to carry on |
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Like a drownin' woman coming up for air |
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I'm looking for another survivor |
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I can't see one anywhere |
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My new home is a shell-hole filled |
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With tears and muddy water |
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And bits of broken heart |
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All around, there is desolation |
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Scenes of devestation |
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Of a love been torn apart |
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I live on a battlefield, hey |
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I live on a battlefield, hey |
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Can't go on, baby |
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Tears and muddy water |
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Scattered all around me, babe |
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I live on a battlefield |
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I live on a battlefield |
