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[oh_yeah_i_did]

I wish that I could find a place
Safe-haven for her now
But it’s written all over her face
She’s started counting down
Now, one hand holds a sharpened blade
The other only air
The question stands now
Will she bleed?
Or just stay standing there
On a sinking ship
Without a sail
And not an oar in sight
Here they come again
To start a war
She’s just too tired to fight.