Fighting for a Lost Cause

And there it is, as pure as snow

I couldn't see it for my head was too low

And prying eyes, they stoop too low

Poisoning my soul, as sanity waits in the gallowsDefeated I, fighting for a lost cause

Depleted I, dying for the wrong causeThese are the hours on the range

The more you show them

The more they choose to take away

Some things never change in the wings

And as it's your war

There'll be no escape at all

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