We fight for days and hours and weeks
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But still I wanna feel you
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You lied through bloodshot eyes so weak
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But you know that I can see the truth
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And every day¡¯s a war
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Keeping me blind but keep in mind I see
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What lives inside these walls?
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We fade to gray from what we used to be
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We used to be
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She calls this love
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But I call it torture
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I don¡¯t know why I waste my time
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Writing this song for her
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We played this game
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Until I finally lost
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I lived my mistakes
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Traded tragedy with grace
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But for what cost?
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She calls this love
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Quit twisting my words to make me feel wrong
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And causing all this sodomy
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And I can¡¯t do this anymore
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It¡¯s gone now, it¡¯s far too late
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And every day¡¯s a war
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I¡¯m so sick and tired of the tears we cry in sleep
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What are we fighting for?
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We¡¯re fueling the fire of the sick desires
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Set me free
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Set me free
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She calls this love
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But I call it torture
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I don¡¯t know why I waste my time
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Writing this song for her
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We played this game
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Until I finally lost
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I lived my mistakes
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Traded tragedy with grace
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But for what cost?
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She calls this love
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(Fine! You want me to leave?)
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(Then we're over!)
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She calls this love
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But I call it torture (I call it torture)
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I don¡¯t know why I waste my time
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Writing this song for her
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We played this game
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Until I finally lost
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I lived my mistakes
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Traded tragedy with grace
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But for what cost?
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She calls this love
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She Calls This Love
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| Reece Mastin |
