She's A Real Battleaxe
Vanna
he waits while the city is sleeping, she takes her time
hes lost every ounce of patience, she takes her time
But they're catching on, they're watching us
Inside these walls, the ghosts still talk
of death and beauty, of times long since past
Dont forget your past, dont forget your past
threw the window, shes watching as he walks away, this time i've met my match"
We're wrapped inside, each others eyes, in this place that we call home
Lets take our time, and try to find, the things we love to fear the most
FEAR THE MOST this time, you've let me go theres nothing left, for us, we'll keep our hearts to ourselves (she fell) (she fell)
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