The ghosts in the walls
In the eye of my face
Filter out the thoughts i expected more
Filter out me
Broken hearts and your addictions
Don't put up your defenses
Someone call a doctor
This man has been bleeding for weeks
Someone call a doctor
Give us a flag
There's something to fight for
There is something to fight
To fight for
You don't wanna fight?
You're fucking dying
You don't wanna fight?
You're fucking dead
Writer(s): Daniel Pouliot, Ben March, Mike Wetzel, David Watrous
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