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Feb 2022
We are barely civil.
In fact it's a war!
I'm about ready now
To knock you to the floor!

I'm a blue-clad Yankee.
You're grey-Johnny Reb.
This fight may not be over
Til one red heart 💔 is dead!

Chorus
Collateral damage, Civil War
Please don' you come 'round no more!
No lady here, no gentleman
Was it just a one-year stand?
Call it Providence or Fate,
All that's left of love is hate.


We don't square off in a duel
We wait in the weeds!
Each of us a Devil's tool
We shoot until we bleed!

You the caustic sarcasm
Me the Samurai tongue
We won't bend, but in the end
Which of us has won??.

Chorus



SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage
2022
SøułSurvivør
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SøułSurvivør
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