Noise in the silence
Sometimes I feel you
I'm not a fighter
I let my walls come down
Laid down my weapon
But deep in the darkness
Is that you reloading
The gun that we all call love?
You planted in me
A seed of wanting someone
Someone
When all I've ever done
Was knowing that I needed no one
It all comes down to lost love
It'd break you, or make you
You see, it's no place for logic or reason
Let's make a toast to lost love
Drink up and count the nights again
You know I'll take that bullet anyway
It all comes down to lost love
It'd break you, or make you
You see, it's no place for logic or reason
Let's make a toast to lost love
Drink up and count the fights again
You know the night is early anyway
It all comes down to lost love
It'd break you, or make you
You see, it's no place for logic or reason
Let's make a toast to lost love
We'll probably sing this again
I guess we're built this way
We'll need a couple more of beers
You know I'll take that bullet anyway
Calm in the loudness
Now I can't feel you
I'll be a fighter
And start building walls from here
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