Alba s touto skladbou:
Love Is War ,
Covers,
The Return Of The Black Death,
Love Is War,
Groove Approved,
Don´t Worry be Punk,
Louder,
Cover *,
Battlefield,
Sophomore,
Don't try to explain your mind
I know what's happening here
One minute it's love
And suddenly it's like a battlefield
One word turns into a war
Is it the smallest things that tear us down?
My world's nothing when you don't
I'm not here without a shield
Both hands, tied behind my back with nothing
These times when we climb so fast to fall again
Why we gotta fall for it now
I never meant to start a war
No, I never meant hurt you
I've forgotten what we're fighting for
Why does love always feel like a battlefield
A battlefield, a battlefield?
Why does love always feel like a battlefield
A battlefield, a battlefield?
Can't swallow our pride
And neither of us wanna raise that flag
If we can't surrender we both gonna lose
What we had
Both hands tied behind my back with nothing
these times when we climb so fast to fall again
I don't wanna fall for it now
I never meant to start a war
No, I never wanna hurt you
I've forgotten we're fighting for
Why does love always feel like a battlefield
A battlefield, a battlefield?
Why does love always feel like a battlefield
A battlefield, a battlefield?
I guess you better go and get your armor
Get your armor
Get your armor
I guess you better go and get your armor
Get your armor
Get your armor
We could pretend that we are friends tonight
And in the morning we'll wake up and we'll be alright
And maybe i just don't want to fight
I don't want this love to feel like
A battlefield, a battlefield, a battlefield
Why does love always feel like a battlefield
A battlefield, a battlefield
I guess you better go and get your armor
Get your armor
Get your armor
I guess you better go and get your armor
Get your armor
Get your armor
Why does love always feel like a battlefield
A battlefield, a battlefield?
Why does love always feel like a battlefield
A battlefield, a battlefield?
Why does love always feel like a battlefield
A battlefield, a battlefield?
Why does love always feel like a battlefield
A battlefield?
