Battlefield

Cast off our ammunition,
hide our weapons in the tall grass.
And leave the battlefield,
won’t tear each other apart.
Your love’s a cannon.
It’s a battlefield in your heart.
Feel free as a bird,
in the bloody mouths of wolves.
I said, «look at me predator, look at me predator,
our lives are entwined, our lives are entwined.»
We’ll leave the battlefield,
won’t tear each other apart.
Your love’s a cannon.
It’s a battlefield in your heart.