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I pull out a sword, as i battle for your love.
Jump and ran, in Saharia Desert Sand, fighting rattle snakes, scorpions and took over pakistan,
But the battle didnt end.

Yet it just begin, bullets flying people dying, because i love you so.
the battle for love is murder she row.

Flying jets with missles and 50 cal. guns, this is a battle for love, my heart is beating faster then a drum.
RPG i hear as it whistle past my ear, BOOM it hit and shook me in fear, as i shared a tear.

It miss me because i have a better destiny, a battle for love this is what ment for me.
A breez i feel, im after a purple heart that is real, not a medal one that loves and can cook me a meal.

I look to the edge of the sea, there they are ships with cannons pointing trying to shake my belief.
So i dove in, leting off some rounds of my M16, i swim past the ships and killed sharks that was looking viciously mean.

There i see my queen, as i come out the sea a navy seal marine, my purple heart was waiting for me.
A blood battle of war couldnt stop our destiny. The Battle for love.