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Between the cracks I break my back to wave the flag that you stare at*
This is our glory, this is our story, this is a real love song.
These are our fireworks, our hands in the dirt, this is a real love song.
Teeth for miles a crooked smile.
So hard to trust what is enough.
This is our glory, this is our story, this is a real love song.
These are our fireworks, our hands in the dirt, this is a real love song.
Our war is cruel can anyone see who’s a friend or the enemy?
A king, a clown, both wear the crown.
A battle hymn for even ground.
This is our glory, this is our story, this is a real love song.
These are our fireworks, our hands in the dirt, this is a real love song.
This is a real love song. This is a real love song.
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