| We rinse and repeat what is eating me up inside |
| Cold of the words all day |
| And heat of the love all night |
| We trade nothing back but we keep giving out our time |
| Everyone in our lives |
| Instead of only you and I |
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| Every day we feel deflated |
| Trying to roll with all the changes |
| Reality of what we've created |
| We're not fine |
| I can feel the pressure breaking |
| Everything that we've been building |
| It won't stop until it kills us |
| Don't lie |
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| Tearing out our hair again, we're stuck inside a war game |
| Either in love or we're insane |
| I guess to want the pleasure, got to take it with the pain |
| Till we're done, done, we'll still play the war game |
| Tearing out our hair again, we're stuck inside a war game |
| Either in love or we're insane |
| Guess to want the pleasure, got to take it with the pain |
| Till we're done, done, we'll still play the war game |
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| There's no one above or below, you are all I want |
| But I feel that it's not enough |
| To just offer you my love |
| Inches from moving out and moving on |
| This tension and what we've got? |
| But when will the fighting stop? |
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| Every day we feel deflated |
| Trying to roll with all the changes |
| Reality of what we've created |
| We're not fine |
| I can feel the pressure breaking |
| Everything that we've been building |
| It won't stop until it kills us |
| Don't lie |
|
| Tearing out our hair again, we're stuck inside a war game |
| Either in love or we're insane |
| I guess to want the pleasure, got to take it with the pain |
| Till we're done, done, we'll still play the war game |
| Tearing out our hair again, we're stuck inside a war game |
| Either in love or we're insane |
| Guess to want the pleasure, got to take it with the pain |
| Till we're done, done, we'll still play the war game |
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| You still hold my flame, yeah |
| Put me in my place, yeah |
| Caught in this war game, yeah |
| Till we die |
| Do we leave or stay? Yeah |
| Do we mend or break? Yeah |
| Caught in this war game, yeah |
| Till we die |
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| Tearing out our hair again, we're stuck inside a war game |
| Either in love or we're insane |
| I guess to want the pleasure, got to take it with the pain |
| Till we're done, done, we'll still play the war game |
| Tearing out our hair again, we're stuck inside a war game |
| Either in love or we're insane |
| Guess to want the pleasure, got to take it with the pain |
| Till we're done, done, we'll still play the war game |
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| Don't break on us |
| Don't fall to dust |
| Don't kill the love |
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