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๐Ÿ‘ค The Armed โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Perfect Saviors โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 4:58
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โฑ๏ธ 4:58 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

There's two games we're playing
And am I the only one who sees it's either
Sport of measure, sport of form?

Attention or freedom?
Which was it that justified the ancients of Jura
Who burned a million pounds?

No right or wrong

Unto the night sands
With a fear of it all, and the vigor of all
And a fear of it all
Unto the night sands
With a fear of it all, and the vigor of all
And a fear of it all, I can feel it

Unto...
With a fear of it all, and the vigor of all
And a fear of it all, I can feel it
Unto the night sands
With a fear of it all, and the vigor of all
And a fear of it all

There's two games we're playing
And am I the only one
Who sees there's but a single piece on either board?

Where'd we go wrong?

Unto the night sands
With a fear of it all, and the vigor of all
And a fear of it all, I can feel it...
Unto the night sands
With a fear of it all, and the vigor of all
And a fear of it all, I can feel it...

Unto...
With a fear of it all, and the vigor of all
And a fear of it all, I can feel it
Unto the night sands
With a fear of it all, and the vigor of all
And a fear of it all

Don't let me down
Don't let me down
Don't let me down
Don't let me down
Don't let me die...
Don't let me die...

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