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sweaty hands harsh looks
and glancing glares
you can feel it in the air
smell of sharpie
an x across your hand
we stand together
in what feels like forever

hour after hour
our fists in the air
we are one tonight
start the love
and end the fight

well be one tonight
heaven in my ears
i dont know how i got by
music is a drug that doesnt satisfy

they sing the chorus as we sing along
we hate the words but its our favorite song
hour after hour
our fists in the air
we turn off the lights
cause were all one were all one tonight
oh the love has started a fight





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