The sky blistered red, shot's ring overhead.
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I'm scaling walls that the soldiers built to muffle out your screams.
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The message was dislocated, misconveyed, incinerated.
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In the wake of war, just listen for the flood.
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The arthritis in us all is choking me out.
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It's killing me.
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Maybe you could finally be the one who reaches in and saves me from the flood.
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Collapse. This is our last chance.
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There's no time for relapse, ust listen for the flood.
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If not us, can I just save you?
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We must have been seduced by the
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Can't you hear the bombs are calling, all our old habits their own.
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A sniper patiently awaiting me in every catacomb.
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Are you scared girl? Won't you be my assassin?
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Hunted down for the last time and carried you home.
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The arthritis in us all is choking me out.
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It's killing me.
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Maybe you could finally be the one who reaches in and saves me from the flood.
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Collapse. This is our last chance.
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There's no time for relapse, ust listen for the flood.
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If not us, can I just save you?
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Bring on the love 'cause here comes the flood.
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Bring on the love 'cause here it comes...
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We must have been seduced by the calm of the isle as we tied our wrists. Our
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wrists in the shallow.
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Tied too tight in the shallow
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Maybe you could finally be the one who reaches in and saves me from the flood.
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Collapse. This is our last chance.
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There's no time for relapse, ust listen for the flood.
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If not us, can I just save you?
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My Assassin
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| The Bled |
