who wins this war? you’ve a knack
now the wind feels so warm on the back of my neck
for applause from the back of the stalls, but you lack
as we walk with the sun hand in hand from the wreck
the conviction to look at me straight and say yes
some fictions we took to mean fate, believe me, i know
battle cries / the amazing devil
now the wind feels so warm on the back of my neck
for applause from the back of the stalls, but you lack
as we walk with the sun hand in hand from the wreck
the conviction to look at me straight and say yes
some fictions we took to mean fate, believe me, i know
battle cries / the amazing devil























