We should have been enemies We could have never had We should have been enemies It would have been better if we started again Go back to the water Start it again Go back to the trees Start it again The blood on the altar The things of what they see The things of what they see Pain What difference does it make If we're lying awake Or trapped in a dream Pain Then who do we choose to blame Are you on your own Or stuck here with me We should have been enemies We could have never had Start it again Go back to the water Start it again Go back to the trees Start it again The blood on the altar The things of what they see The things of what they see
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