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All off these burns are things that I've learned
Chasing down something is powered by hurt
Feelings will fade, but memories stay
I wish they won't
I see the chaos, their crossing the line
Fighting for honor and falling behind
Bleeding alone and thinking of you
Hope I wake up at a table for two
Soldiers are coming
The ashes are flooding the ground beneath our feet
Yeah, there's miles of bodies
The smell of flesh rotting, a ghost inside a dream
It's cold in the night
What's living will die
Missing thе warmth of your eyes
It gets cold in thе night
What's living will die
Missing the warmth of being at your side
I see the chaos, their crossing the line
Fighting for honor and falling behind
Bleeding alone and thinking of you
Hope I wake up at a table for two
Wherever you go is where I'll go to
I know I'm not home 'cause my home is with you
And I'll crawl, I'll crawl back to you
I'll fall back to you