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The Loud Residents
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The Battle
We fight with water guns,
we fire holes in the sun.
We try to kill the distance
among bullets and kisses
and soon I'll be there.
You cut my hair and breath,
you bite, you scratch, you slowly get into bed.
You want to paint my lips in red
though you got no lipstick
you can go ahead.
I guess it's only a dream,
the handmade glances can't be real.
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Your hands crawl through my messy head
and somehow trap my darkest ways.
And we want to kill the distance
among love songs and letters.
The game has just begun,
there's still night left for dreams to come.
I'll wait for you till the end of times
in a silent dark room with an only bulb
that will be turned up by you,
that will be turned off by me.
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