The Art of War Lyrics by Ryan Lucas Rumor has it we were never even friends Was it something that I said? The call to arms begins once negotiations end If you surrender, must I turn the other cheek to seek forgiveness on my own? Begging, pleading I tread the press alone shouldering this burden stone Still trying to forget each moment you regret Why can’t we just get along? Don’t you tell me where I belong Rumor has it we were never even friends Was it something that I said? Begging, pleading, trying to forget
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