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Damage
by Tim Inglis
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Squares of black and white
My Bishop for your Knight
You're Queen and I'm King on opposing ends
Love may be forlorn
But children are not pawns
Sacrificed in the fight for our revenge
Why be more of a system's fodder
When you and I could be so much better
You trust the lie and it feeds the carnage
That twists and grows on my willful damage
I wish that I could dissolve your fury
Make it no more than a distant memory
But you choose hatred and fear as keepsakes
And now subsist as a stilted cliche
Love is not a game
We play it all the same
Give our hearts and our souls but don't comprehend
Vows were meant to be
Ours for eternity
Not trampled down by those who just pretend
Why be more of a system's fodder
When you and I could be so much better
You trust the lie and it feeds the carnage
That twists and grows on my willful damage
I wish that I could dissolve your fury
Make it no more than a distant memory
But you choose hatred and fear as keepsakes
And now subsist as a stilted cliche
Damage done; can we ever reverse this heartache?
Damage done; will we ever own our mistakes?
Damage done; can we ever reverse this heartache?
Damage done; will we ever own our mistakes?
Why be more of a system's fodder
When you and I could be so much better
You trust the lie and it feeds the carnage
That twists and grows on my willful damage
I wish that I could dissolve your fury
Make it no more than a distant memory
But you choose hatred and fear as keepsakes
And now subsist as a stilted cliche
Squares of black and white
My Bishop for your Knight
You're Queen and I'm King on opposing ends
Love may be forlorn
But children are not pawns
Sacrificed in the fight for our revenge
Why be more of a system's fodder
When you and I could be so much better
You trust the lie and it feeds the carnage
That twists and grows on my willful damage
I wish that I could dissolve your fury
Make it no more than a distant memory
But you choose hatred and fear as keepsakes
And now subsist as a stilted cliche
Love is not a game
We play it all the same
Give our hearts and our souls but don't comprehend
Vows were meant to be
Ours for eternity
Not trampled down by those who just pretend
Why be more of a system's fodder
When you and I could be so much better
You trust the lie and it feeds the carnage
That twists and grows on my willful damage
I wish that I could dissolve your fury
Make it no more than a distant memory
But you choose hatred and fear as keepsakes
And now subsist as a stilted cliche
Damage done; can we ever reverse this heartache?
Damage done; will we ever own our mistakes?
Damage done; can we ever reverse this heartache?
Damage done; will we ever own our mistakes?
Why be more of a system's fodder
When you and I could be so much better
You trust the lie and it feeds the carnage
That twists and grows on my willful damage
I wish that I could dissolve your fury
Make it no more than a distant memory
But you choose hatred and fear as keepsakes
And now subsist as a stilted cliche
