They have come to destroy me.
Bring it on,
Bring it on,
show me what's worth losing.
The tapping on the glass is now a distraction,
I cannot even think without the noise of all your intentions.
The giving up is what they all call forgiveness
and I am standing up for all of those that don't know the difference.
Who's there at my window? An army.
They have come to destroy me.
Bring it on,
Bring it on,
show me what's worth losing.
The pane is over stained with weather from people,
and you just cannot get it cleaned this is no window of reason.
Let's get this over with I know it's not easy
to be a victim of your guilt and to ignore it completely.
Who's there at my window? An army.
They have come to destroy me.
I am just one person, no army.
And I wait, anticipate.
Don't think I'm going down easy.
Bring it on,
Bring it on,
show me what's worth losing.
Bring it on,
Bring it on,
Bring it
Bring it
Bring it
Bring it

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