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  • Текст песни Emily Kinney - This Is War

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    Oh I know, I know, I know
    All the songs you write are about me
    But you changed the names so I can’t stake my claim
    You’re so greedy
    And I know, I know, I know
    That you think you’re a much better writer
    And that might be true
    But what I’ve got on you
    Is I’m a fighter

    This is war
    My fingers are sore
    So far from the top
    But I refuse to stop
    Got shakers in my eardrums
    Bossing like a new gun
    Baby, when it’s all done
    You won’t mind that I’ve won
    This is a battle
    You are the prize
    Put down that piano
    Let’s start our lives
    You’ve got more soldiers
    But I’ve got more passion
    And I’m right behind you just gaining traction
    POW! POW! POW! POW!
    BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

    And I know, I know, I know
    About the lovers in your bulletproof lining
    They don’t intimidate
    They’re just too bit-ah late and bad timing
    And I know, I know, I know
    You’ve got your battle plan mapped out in inches
    But I’m not scared of you
    I’m jumping right into these Brooklyn trenches

    This is war
    My fingers are sore
    I might be a masochist just asking for more
    Cause this stage is like a standoff
    And you’re pretty tough
    I’m bruised and bloody
    BUT I’LL NEVER GIVE UP!
    This is a battle
    You are the prize
    Put down that piano
    And come to my side
    We’ll sing songs together
    I’ll hold your hand
    Make perfect-pitched babies
    And form a band

    I don’t really want, I don’t really wanna fight no more
    I’m sweating in the sun
    Camped out with ammo at your door
    Uh-oor, uh-oor, uh-oor, oh
    I don’t really want, I don’t really wanna fight no more
    But I just can’t be beat
    So I will stand the heat
    Until your love, your love is sure
    Baby, this is war

    BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
    POW! POW! POW! POW!
    BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
    POW! POW! POW! POW!
    BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!
    POW! POW! POW! POW!
    BANG! BANG! BANG! BANG!

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