Текст песни Wars - Eliza Shaddad

Follow words and fizzy hands
I know the way you′re standing
It's sweet, I′m in trouble
I tried to fade away
Melt from the morning faze
If I could escape
I'm bounded by wait
I mustn't let my thoughts straight again
Who wins these little WARS?
Who are you fighting for?
There′s not a song from your mouth
Spilling out and shouting louder
I can′t hear it very well,
I feel it down in every sound
Never seem but how you felt
You ruin everything still
It's not enough to step away
I′m bounded till we separate
And I mustn't let my thoughts straight again
Who wins these little WARS?
Who are you fighting for?
Who wins these little WARS?
Who are you fighting for?
Rushing race, sting your skin
Like an arrow to your origins
And I can′t feel you for the blood
You always sort it yourself alone
And not a drop is ever spilled
Showing off now all your skills
You see how thick it really is
But who wins these little WARS?
Who are you fighting for?
Who wins these little WARS?
Who are you fighting for?
Who are you fighting for?
I don't think I should take this anymore!