So suffer the heart. You try to go for my energies.
You're crying out like a battlefield without a battlefield to see.
We're going down one and two, we're crying out in ecstacy.
Well your heart is a battlefield. Well I'm feeling the dream, where I'm thinking I've got to be. Your heart is a battlefield, Your heart is a battlefield!
Watch you know, confuse her now the rain I call my home.
Everybody knows your past and you're present.
Are you using me to?
Confuser her now...
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