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my heart is always running out of time

drag you around and lead you back to where you were

she will never be invincible, she will never be some Florence Nightingale

these are hard hard times; who do you think you're fooling?

silly thoughts of small deeds

the harbingers of war with their nature revealed

give me space so you can drown in this with me

we're teaching murder not understanding now

your devils and your gods, all the living and the dead

you keep looking but you can't find the woods while you're hiding in the trees

I wonder if you know, I wonder if you think about it

I seem to you to seek a new disaster every day

we're setting the fires to light the way, we're burning it all to begin again