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Written in graffiti on a bridge in a park 'Do you ever get the feeling that you're missing the mark?' It's so cold, it's so cold It's so cold, it's so cold

Written up in marker on a factory sign 'I struggle with the feeling that my life isn't mine' It's so cold, it's so cold It's so cold, it's so cold

See the arrow that they shot, trying to tear us apart Take the fire from my belly and the beat from my heart Still I won't let go Still I won't let go

You Ooohooh

'Cause you do

Oh you use your heart as a weapon And it hurts like heaven

On every street every car every surface a name Tonight the streets are ours And we're writing and saying Don't let them take control No we won't let them take control

Yes, I feel a little bit nervous, Yes, I feel nervous and I cannot relax, How come they're out to get us? How come they're out when they don't know the facts?

So on concrete canvas under cover of dark On concrete canvas, I'll go making my mark Armed with a spray can soul I'll be armed with a spray can soul

You Ooohooh

Oh, you Ooohooh

Yes, you You use your heart as a weapon And it hurts like heaven

Woho-ooh Woho-oooh

It's true When you Use your heart as a weapon It hurts like heaven Written in graffiti on a bridge in a park 'Do you ever get the feeling that you're missing the mark?' It's so cold, it's so cold It's so cold, it's so cold

Written up in marker on a factory sign 'I struggle with the feeling that my life isn't mine' It's so cold, it's so cold It's so cold, it's so cold

See the arrow that they shot, trying to tear us apart Take the fire from my belly and the beat from my heart Still I won't let go Still I won't let go

You Ooohooh

'Cause you do

Oh you use your heart as a weapon And it hurts like heaven

On every street every car every surface a name Tonight the streets are ours And we're writing and saying Don't let them take control No we won't let them take control

Yes, I feel a little bit nervous, Yes, I feel nervous and I cannot relax, How come they're out to get us? How come they're out when they don't know the facts?

So on concrete canvas under cover of dark On concrete canvas, I'll go making my mark Armed with a spray can soul I'll be armed with a spray can soul

You Ooohooh

Oh, you Ooohooh

Yes, you You use your heart as a weapon And it hurts like heaven

Woho-ooh Woho-oooh

It's true When you Use your heart as a weapon It hurts like heaven http://youtu.be/ZtuaLctBNg0 -Chris Martin

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