Pyrrhic Victory

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    So maybe (maybe, maybe)
    Maybe (maybe, maybe)

    So maybe you couldn't save me
    Maybe you couldn't ease
    The thorns that burst from my skull in the night
    Got blood in my eyes and you turned off the light
    I can't even blame you anymore

    Bittersweet victory caught in our throats
    It stuck like a peach pit and hurt and we choked
    We wondered if we'd ever feel again
    How had it come to be that this was the end
    It never really felt like winning when I saw your face

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    We've only got ourselves to blame
    The cannons, they fall
    And they rust in the rain
    The day still spins
    Despite complaints
    But you won't feel the same

    I'll sing out your praises if you can uphold
    The glory inherent to all condemned souls
    Breathe in the crystalline cold of the night
    It's upwards or westwards or nothing or right
    This grave is not my own, not today

    We've only got ourselves to blame
    The cannons, they fall
    And they rust in the rain
    The day still spins
    Despite complaints
    But you won't feel the same

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