I might be mistaken
We came down with a sickening flight
Forever forsaken
We got all bent right out of shape
Hopelessly dreadful
Cut through miles of blood-red tape
Confessed a gaping mouthful
Too much, too late [x3]
We came down with a crushing might
Something so rotten
We gave up fighting a good fight
Forever forgotten
We got all bent right out of shape
Hopelessly dreadful
Cut through miles of blood-red tape
Confessed a gaping mouthful
Too much, too late [x3]
No love, No hate
Too much, too late [x3]
No love, no hate
We came down with a crushing might
I might be mistaken
We came down with a sickening flight
Forever forsaken
We got all bent right out of shape
Hopelessly dreadful
Cut through miles of blood-red tape
Confessed a gaping mouthful
Too much, too late [x3]
No love, No hate
Too much, too late [x3]
True love, True hate
We came down with a crushing might I might be mistaken We came down with a sickening flight Forever forsaken We got all bent right out of shape Hopelessly dreadful Cut through miles of blood-red tape Confessed a gaping mouthful Too much, too late [x3] We came down with a crushing might Something so rotten We gave up fighting a good fight Forever forgotten We got all bent right out of shape Hopelessly dreadful Cut through miles of blood-red tape Confessed a gaping mouthful Too much, too late [x3] No love, No hate Too much, too late [x3] No love, no hate We came down with a crushing might I might be mistaken We came down with a sickening flight Forever forsaken We got all bent right out of shape Hopelessly dreadful Cut through miles of blood-red tape Confessed a gaping mouthful Too much, too late [x3] No love, No hate Too much, too late [x3] True love, True hate Explain Request ×
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