Album: Tanks
You shot your words like a gun.
Take your aim and shoot if you must play this game.
Cut me down with your lies.
Throw your blame.
But I'm telling you this won't end well cause I'm sheltered in love.
I know you are fighting yourself.
Call a truce and surrender will sound if you choose to go ahead and lay it down.
(Yeah)
We're taking love to the front lines.
Where the heart beats louder than the cry for war.
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