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Text: The Bled. With An Urgency.

Hey you, young love
Don't let them cut out your tongue
Swallow the key to your heart
And smile through your teeth

Hey you, young love
Don't let them cut out your tongue
It's only over when we
Choose to forgive them

Give me your hand
When no one else understands
The day the hostages
Are making demands

We gave ourselves
When there was nobody else
We found what we were
Looking for in the summer

I never begged to be immune
To love a heart so out of tune
But I believed you
When you told me I was ruined

And if the sun comes up again
I'll be waiting for the others to come in
They'll never take us alive

And they can never take away
What keeps you safe
When you're afraid to lose it all

Just love and nothing more
Until we love nothing more
Until we love

I never begged to be immune
To love a heart so out of tune
But I believed you
When you told me I was ruined

And if the sun comes up again
I'll be waiting for the others to come in
They'll never take us alive

I never begged to be immune
To love a heart so out of tune
But I believed you
When you told me I was ruined

Hey you, young love
And all that's left of us
Hey you, young love

Hey you, young love
And all that's left of us
Hey you, young love

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