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Battlefield
B.O.J.
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I'm holding the fireflies
On the palm of my hand
There's a poem reaching out of time
What you wait isn't there
Now that your gone
We can write down our song
Like an old piece of gold
Thats broken and sold
In this moment of soberness
Man is chasing his past
As this cold hearted runaway
Makes his home in my hands
Now that we're gone
You can write down our song
Like an old piece of foil
Thats broken in soil
All those broken septs and timeless debts
Are in front of me oh in front of me
All those constant threats in this mindless race
That we want to win, oh battlefield
What's infront of me?
Gaslit city lights and our fading tides are bothering
Those star lit lies in this fast paced life we are walking in
Those broken septs and timeless debts
Are in front of me oh in front of me
All those constant threats in this mindless race
That we want to win, oh battlefield
What's infront of me?
Now that we're gone
We can write down your song
Like and old piece of cloth
That no one will want
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