So, I lied
It was a cold summer
By fall
Your wind blows like a birch in
Spring
We're headed for disaster
And I won't close my eyes until it's over
So carry on
Some wars I'd proudly die in
But most of us are holding on to more
I carried on
And if every drop of blood I shed
Was spilled in vain
I carried on
We're headed for disaster
Disaster
Front towards enemy
We can only fight
Front towards enemy
Front towards enemy
Enemy
There's a knot of rope that lives between my shoulders
Doesn't mean that I anticipate
And I'm not afraid of dying
Like I know I should be
So, I lied
It was a cold summer
By fall
Winter's groove will blow like a birch in
Spring
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