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[ti:] |
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[ar:] |
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[al:] |
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[offset:0] |
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Fire away, I'm up against the wall. |
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And I suppose you wanted this all along. |
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Mmm... |
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It's the look in your eyes. |
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It's the way you don't even try to take a step in my shoes. |
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Fire away, what are you waiting for? |
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Our common ground is not just a dirty floor. |
| [00:46.31] |
Mmm... |
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It's a chill in the air from the cold in your stare. |
| [00:55.56] |
So go ahead and make that last move. |
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But this ain't over. This is war. |
| [01:10.22] |
So square your shoulders. Clear the scoreboard. |
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Kiss your goodbyes and take your shot. |
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Ooo |
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Fire away, give me all you've got. |
| [01:33.10] |
Fire away, there's no turning back now. |
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No, the things we've said you just don't forget about. |
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Mmm... |
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We can try all we want. What is done is done. |
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So don't pretend we got nothing to prove. |
| [02:05.44] |
Cause this ain't over. This is war. |
| [02:11.35] |
Square your shoulders. Clear the scoreboard. |
| [02:19.03] |
Kiss your goodbyes and take your shot. |
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Yeah |
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Fire away, give me all you've got. |
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Oh, give me all you've got. |
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Oh oh |
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Ooooo |
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Ooooo |
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Oh oh |
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Oh ooo |
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Some may say that the past is the only place |
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where things can last, all busted and faded. |
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Some may play with nothing to lose. |
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That's me and you. |
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Then fire away. Fire away. |
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Ooo |
| [03:50.60] |
This ain't over. This is war. |
| [03:57.26] |
Yeah, square your shoulders, and clear the scoreboard |
| [04:05.15] |
Kiss your goodbyes, take your shot. |
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Yeah, fire away, give me all you've got. |
