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| ===Lyrics=== | | ===Lyrics=== |
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| <lyrics> Our love is like an army, marching all in time
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| We never stop for sunrise, you said "what's yours is mine"
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| Maybe I want to remember, what it was like to be me
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| You've taken all my love, you've taken it for free
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| Some things are carried, unspoken
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| Some things are maimed or shout for joy
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| Some things are meant to be in real life
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| Some things are meant to be just me
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| A love it often slips between the cracks
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| Where all the little things dance and sing their doom
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| One day these things we've left unspoken
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| will carry us, carry us on a wave that broke to soon
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| Some things are carried, unspoken
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| Some things are maimed or shout for joy
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| Some things are meant to be in real life
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| Some things are meant to be just me
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| Me only me, I'll shout it all I want
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| Me only me, I'll sing it when I want
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| I'll give you everything just let me take it out just once
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| This has been unspoken far too long <lyrics>
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| </lyrics>
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| ==See also== | | ==See also== |
