One, two, three, four
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And I will sing my song for you
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Until the suns engulfed in rain
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And its water instead of blood that is coursing through my veins
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And I will crack my spine for you
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Until my legs can't hold my frame
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I will fall onto my knees and will hang my head in shame
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And I'll say
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Yeah come again now good things don't make sense anyhow
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Yeah come again now my words don't mean much anyhow
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And I will sing my song for you until you look me in the face
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Press your lips against my own so I know just the way you taste
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And I will sing my song for you until the bombs wipe out the clouds
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I will stand against the ruins and I will scream your name out loud
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And I'll say
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Yeah come again now good things don't make sense anyhow
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Yeah come again now my words don't mean much anyhow
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Cause soon you'll be leaving me for another one
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You'll be leaving me for another one
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You'll be leaving me for another one
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And you'll be leaving me
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And I'll say
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Yeah come again now good things don't make sense anyhow
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Yeah come again now my words don't mean much anyhow
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Yeah come again now good things don't make sense anyhow
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Yeah come again now my words don't mean much anyhow
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Until the Bombs
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| Say Anything |
