Friends, i've won and i have lost i wore my heart outside my chest and i have paid the cost these empty arms refuse to bend i'll wait for you until the very season of my end
you could be my soul's redeemer we could be the last of the true believers
my eyes they burn from things i've seen the torment and the beauty of the places i have been but i'd pay for love at any cost better to have held you than to 've never felt the loss
and i would hold you like a fever we could be the last of the true believers you could be my soul's redeemer we could be the last of the true believers
i wanna raise my hands and empty my lungs across this land you could be my soul's redeemer we could be the last of the true believers
friends i've won and i have lost i wore my heart outside my chest and i have paid the cost these empty arms refuse to bend i'll wait for you until the very season of my end
you could be my soul's redeemer we could be the last of the true believers
come on and raise your hands and empty your lungs across this land
and i will hold you like a fever we will be the last of the true believers you will be my soul's redeemer we will be the last of the true believers we will be the last of the true believers we will be the last of the true believers
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