What makes you think I like to fight?
Oh yes I love to waste my life.
You can't leave well enough alone.
The two of us create war zones.

My line, your line, the line.
We have crossed it. We have lost it.
Your line, my line, the line.
We just passed it. No point in backing.
If hell on earth were near.
It'd run away in fear.
The line, the line, the line.
We just crossed it. We have passed it.

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I never really felt so...unusual with you before.
Even though I say I hate you...i could use your arguments some more and more its that rage I adore.
In your eyes.
I see the fire slowly burning.
And those souls slowly roasting.
Now my heart is quickly beating.
Is this terror?
Or anticipation?
This feeling I'll never lose.
It's something about you.
You hate what we've become.
Sorry whats done is done.