Your words are like razors to my throat
i'm at a loss of complete sentences
everything you've said
i've been mislead
words can cause wars
who will start this war?
technicolor blood of the future
these battlegrounds were won
he gave his arm and leg (not to mention his sanity)
no more fighting is no more love
caught in a web, we are trapped
she is the spider
her venom has me fooled
and to think she loved me
somethings crash and burn
you're one of those things
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