Clones of Clones - This Means War

Basically, I'm over you
Run away for day, your golden rule

Lottery, I win for you
All the things we dreamed became untrue

And won't you want me, I want to be
Breathless, wreckless

This means war
Is it everything you asked for
With all the bombs in space
We fight for pretty faces

Honestly, what do I do
You are all I see, now who's the fool

But, I don't need, to be abused
Tell me how it is, I never knew

And won't you want me, I want to be
Breathless, wreckless

This means war
Is it everything you asked for
With all the bombs in space
We fight for pretty faces

War
Is it everything you asked for
With all the bombs in space
We fight for pretty faces

Written by:
Ben Payes

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