Tekster: Chevelle. Bend The Bracket.

So the water's thickening
His collar's pulled, begin to be aware
(It's on)
That he needs to focus beyond that man
He brings a world of pain

'Cause
The war is on, too weak to move
Call it off
Sorry, refused

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So we bend the bracket
Shove it down anything to make it fit
(It's on)
And being foolish won't cover up
Exposing them as fakes

And was
The war is on, too weak to move
Call it off
Sorry, must refuse

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So boredom captured another fool
Shredding him to bits
(It's on)
And the more we tense up avoiding pain
You'll never learn a thing

'Cause
The war is on, too weak to move
Call it off
Sorry, refused

'Cause
The war is on, too weak to move
Call it off
Sorry, must refuse

Haa aaa aaa
Haa aaa aaa
Haa aaa aaa
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