Where it all had meaning
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Where we fell in love for the first time
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It erupts in nights like this, tangled in the simplicity of...
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Some far off distant evening with hearts filled to the brim
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With good intentions and the sweetest of tragedy
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I hope you hear me coming, I hope you turn your head
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Arms spread wide like Jesus, without the heart or purpose
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Or mouthful of easy answers, headlong we pace into the killing fields
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Born of fevers and the brooding night sweats and the war about to be waged
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Stop crying, just give me the keys
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I hope you hear me coming, I hope you turn your head
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Stop crying, just give me the fucking keys...
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Headlong into the killing fields...
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These days I am becoming bulletproof
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The bells are ringing, it's the end of the line
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I'm becoming your fears,
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I'm becoming every broken heart
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I hope you hear me coming, I hope you turn your head
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The Human Shield
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| Converge |
