Scuffle

If your heart fails to fall in love again
You have to blame nobody but yourself for that
Is it your body or soul whenever you feel pain?
To regain the bygone delight you bust a gut
Unluckily, the door to happiness opens from the inside
Your spirit is broken by the quondam fatal mistakes
Torn between underworld and globe where the angels reside
The soul of yours needs to improve, it don't have what it takes
You think love's like a battlefield where you win or lose
In any case, be careful with the weapons before laying them down
A crushing defeat is gonna make you suffer and blow a fuse
Love is a fight, the harder you try, the sooner you win the crown

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