Love Is a Battlefield

You look at me through the glass of the tumbler
The water doesn't tremble, but inside — hurricanes
No generals here, the maps are burned
We are in the center of a cozy, domestic war
Your words are snipers on the roof
I take a breath to become even quieter
Don't slam the door, that's too simple
We are tearing apart our little island


No flags, no anthems, no right to sleep
Who breaks first — gets out
This air is thick like cough syrup
I'm not afraid anymore...
I'm not afraid anymore.

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Love is a battlefield where there are no medals
We've run too far together, past the petals
Every kiss is like a point-blank shot
This isn't a dialogue, it's a sentence we got!
Walls in scratches, nerves tied into knots
We are angry, we are naked, giving all we've got
Love is a battlefield...
And no one is coming home.




I know your code, you know my cipher
We bet on zero, forgetting every number
The coffee is cold, just like our hands
No one searches for us in these borderlands
You sharpen knives on my self-esteem
I stand silently against this white beam
Go on, shoot, while you have the rounds
Take off your mask, throw the crown to the ground


No flags, no anthems, no right to sleep
Who cries first — gets out
The air is ringing, tight like a fishing line
In this room, we've run out of time


Love is a battlefield where there are no medals
We've run too far together, past the petals
Every kiss is like a point-blank shot
This isn't a dialogue, it's a sentence we got!
Walls in scratches, nerves tied into knots
We are angry, we are naked, giving all we've got
Love is a battlefield...


Do you remember, we built castles of sand?
Now at the temple... pulsing pain demands
The white flag won't save us, the white flag is a burial cloth
We destroyed our own harbor, broke our own oath
WE DID IT!
OURSELVES!



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Love is a battlefield where there are no medals!
We've run too far together!
Every kiss is like a point-blank shot
This isn't a dialogue, it's a sentence we got!
Walls in scratches, nerves tied into knots
We are angry, we are naked, we are — US!
Love is a battlefield...


No one is coming home.