מילים לשיר Undivided – Thirteen Senses

A friend, the only friend who whispers in your ear I wrap up cold so when I march on my bare heels Just to say good luck and that is all you need to hear Everything I lack in style's made up with how I feel I need us undivided, I want this thing to stop
Empty soul of hate but this isn't my war
I've had the training to be overwhelmed but I'm not Couldn't tell you how it started or where it is fought Oh no.