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Blow to the head, this is a blunt force trauma
Comfort with you, it is always a drama
But I'll stay in bed again
And act like I'm dead again

Said I'm sorry for the trillionth time
You said don't worry, but you lost your mind
Forgiveness come easy
Just don't expect sympathy

It's Battlescars Galactica
This time I thought we'd gone too far
I broke the mould I treasured most
I want the finer details of your souls

Bound to the treadmill of a wishful karma
Comfort with you, it is always a drama
But I'll stay
And act
Dead
Again

I said don't worry, till they blew my mind
We'll never perish, but we lost the war
Forgiveness don't come easy
So don't expect sympathy

It's Battlеscars Galactica
This time I thought we'd gone too far
I brokе the mould I treasured most
All the finer details of your soul

The pros and cons of loving you
Got lost inside a fallacy
I wish that we had more to show
Than hatred under smiles of old

While you tried to smother me
From all the things I fear the most
Losing you is just too close
I'll be crippled by insanity

All of the spells
All of the vanity
All of the wealth
All of the clarity
All of the proof
There is no sanctity
A will of the force
Is what you instil in me

It's Battlescars Galactica
This time I thought you've gone too far
I broke the mould I treasured most
All the finer details of your soul

The pros and cons of loving me
Got lost inside a fallacy
I wish that we had more to show
Than hatred under smiles of old

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All of the spells
All of the vanity
All of the wealth
All of the clarity
All of the proof
There is no sanctity
A will of the force
Is what you instil in me