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I guess that someone could say I've got you and you've got me In every shape and form Matching scars Upon our hearts I shot once babe And you shot twice Nothing's perfect, perfectly nice So grab your sword And grab your guns Tie your tattered blindfold Take your peeping Toms Find your secret weapons And Ready Aim Fire!
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Jan 14, 2010
Jan 14, 2010 at 12:55 PM UTC
Battlefield
I guess that someone could say I've got you and you've got me In every shape and form Matching scars Upon our hearts I shot once babe And you shot twice Nothing's perfect, perfectly nice So grab your sword And grab your guns Tie your tattered blindfold Take your peeping Toms Find your secret weapons And Ready Aim Fire!
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Jan 14, 2010
Jan 14, 2010 at 12:55 PM UTC
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