enemy
I can't match your tears
You can't match my praise
I can't match your charm
You are no match for my occasional mercy
I can't resist your laissez faire
You can't match my depth
I can't beat your Muwen
You are no match for my wandering soul
We are lovers who really love each other
They're enemies that hurt each other
Just don't want to admit it to each other
Someone who says love to others
It would be so cruel
We all complain about the game
But used to not want to give up
This war
No one will win in the end
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