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Heart To Heart You'll Win If You Survive
Desolate highway only vultures seen
barren wasteland no trace of anything green
that color that indicates some growth
vibrance and the flavor of life
all felt are scars and desperation
condemned to feverish strife
punctured, abused, and bloodied
beyond any sense of repair
direction headed full of even greater loads to bare
took a punching bag to every millimeter of my heart
fragments dissected and placed neatly on a cart
arrows and nicks from strangers I could always take
but directed from those close felt like the biggest of stakes
or maybe like the firebird I can rise again...
"you can cast the first stone you can break my bones
faith and hope aint yours to give
steal a dream break an angels wings
but you're never gonna break, never gonna break my faith"
Lyrics courtesy of Bryan Adams and Eliot Kennedy (Never Gonna Break My Faith)
Title Taken from "The Warrior", by Scandal
barren wasteland no trace of anything green
that color that indicates some growth
vibrance and the flavor of life
all felt are scars and desperation
condemned to feverish strife
punctured, abused, and bloodied
beyond any sense of repair
direction headed full of even greater loads to bare
took a punching bag to every millimeter of my heart
fragments dissected and placed neatly on a cart
arrows and nicks from strangers I could always take
but directed from those close felt like the biggest of stakes
or maybe like the firebird I can rise again...
"you can cast the first stone you can break my bones
faith and hope aint yours to give
steal a dream break an angels wings
but you're never gonna break, never gonna break my faith"
Lyrics courtesy of Bryan Adams and Eliot Kennedy (Never Gonna Break My Faith)
Title Taken from "The Warrior", by Scandal
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