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Stab it through and justify your pride.
Everyday it's still the same dull knife.
Conscience begs for you to do what's right.
Lay your hearts down the ends in sight.
With knives and pens we made our plight.
Woah . . .
Our final fight, for this tonight.
We're storming through this despite what's right.
But stay right here we can change our plight.
And i 've lost all faith in this blurring light,
Alone at last, we can sit and fight.
Turn out the light.
We tried our best . . . Turn out the light,
And I can't go on without your love, you lost, you never held on.
With knives and pens we mad our plight.
One final fight, for this tonight.
And i can't go on without your love, you lost, you never held on.
