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