All Victories Are Pyrrhic
War is being smelled
And there's no place to hide
Space, time against each other
And your body is the prize
War is being announced
And you have no flag to cry
Words I've never dare to tell you
Are coming back to watch you die
Arguments colliding
Round our TV at home
Launching couch-to-couch attacks
Hitting targets, burning slow
Arms are being delivered
Roaring crowds around bedroom
Chanting bloody songs of blood
And glory
What is your super, your superpower?
"Constant sorrow", you said to me
"Plus your choice of hate, revenge
Or whatever fucking feeling you have to share"
Arguments colliding
Round our TV at home
Launching couch-to-couch attacks
Hitting targets, burning slow
Turning yourself into the monster
War needs to feed upon
Learning all victories are pyrrhic
When it's too late to learn at all
Fight has been decided
Seething monks with dripping pens
Sending dead love letters into coffins
Now we have a life for remembering
Turning yourself into the monster
War needs to feed upon
Learning all victories are pyrrhic
When it's too late to learn at all
War is being forgotten
War is lying low
Waiting for its next time, humming
Silent melodies of war
And there's no place to hide
Space, time against each other
And your body is the prize
War is being announced
And you have no flag to cry
Words I've never dare to tell you
Are coming back to watch you die
Arguments colliding
Round our TV at home
Launching couch-to-couch attacks
Hitting targets, burning slow
Arms are being delivered
Roaring crowds around bedroom
Chanting bloody songs of blood
And glory
What is your super, your superpower?
"Constant sorrow", you said to me
"Plus your choice of hate, revenge
Or whatever fucking feeling you have to share"
Arguments colliding
Round our TV at home
Launching couch-to-couch attacks
Hitting targets, burning slow
Turning yourself into the monster
War needs to feed upon
Learning all victories are pyrrhic
When it's too late to learn at all
Fight has been decided
Seething monks with dripping pens
Sending dead love letters into coffins
Now we have a life for remembering
Turning yourself into the monster
War needs to feed upon
Learning all victories are pyrrhic
When it's too late to learn at all
War is being forgotten
War is lying low
Waiting for its next time, humming
Silent melodies of war
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