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You and I go round and round                                                            ­ you  pick up the weapons I've put down                                                 All  of this fighting is killing me                                                                     I'm  experiencing battle fatigue                                                          ­        We  spend our time tearing apart                                                            what's  left of the love in our hearts                                                           ­  We're getting nowhere , when are we                                                   going  to stop all of this brutality                                                        ­     What  are we winning, there's no victory                                           there's  no  satisfaction, no glory                                                                A lifetime  of  wounds  that  aren't  healing                    ­                       Let's  put  up the white flag and stop enduring

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