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