She saw me and she said that she thought I seemed older
She hugged me and she said that she thought I looked bolder
She kissed me and she whispered that I'm a real soldier
I told her: I'm better than the rest
Cos there's no feathers in our nest
It's
Bittersweet
And no white feather could ever...
She blamed me but we made up until we got sober
She framed me but after she let me console her
She held me but somehow the whole world it seemed colder
colder than the feathers in the sky
and the men that made them fly
So
Bittersweet
And no white feather could ever be worth the pain
She kissed me and it felt like history
She kissed me and it felt a mystery
She kissed me and it felt like victory
She kissed me and it felt
So
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