| Staring at the carnage, praying that the sun would never rise
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| Living another day in disguise
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| These feelings can’t be right, lend me your courage to stand up and fight,
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| on tonight
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| Stand up and fight
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| The fighting rages on and on, to challenge me you must be strong
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| I walk your land but don’t belong, two million soldiers can’t be wrong
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| It’s no fun but I’ve been here before
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| I’m far from home and I’m fighting your war
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| (Not the way I pictured this, I wanted better things)
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| Some are scared others killing for fun, I shot a mother right in front of her
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| son
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| (Take this from my consciousness, and please erase my dreams)
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| Fight for honor, fight for your life
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| Pray to God that our side is right
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| And though we won, I still may lose
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| Until I make it home to you
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| I see our mothers filled with tears
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| Grew up so fast where did those years go?
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| Memories won’t let you cry
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| Unless I don’t return tonight
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| So many soldiers on the other side, I take their lives so they can’t take mine
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| (Scared to make it out alive now murder’s all I know)
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| Nobody tells me all the reasons we’re here
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| I have my weapons so there’s nothing to fear
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| (Another day, another life, but nothing real to show for)
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| Fight for honor, fight for your life
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| Pray to God that our side is right
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| And though we won, I still may lose
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| Until I make it home to you
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| I see our mothers filled with tears
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| Grew up so fast where did those years go?
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| Memories won’t let you cry
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| Unless I don’t return tonight
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| Staring at the carnage, praying that the sun would never rise
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| Living another day in disguise
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| These feelings can’t be right, lend me your courage to stand up and fight
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| Watching the death toll rise wondering how I’m alive
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| Stranger’s blood on my hands, shot all I can
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| There are no silent nights, watching your brothers all die
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| To destroy all their plans with no thought of me
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| (No thought of me, no thought of me)
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| Walk the city lonely
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| Memories that haunt are passing by
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| A murderer walks your streets tonight
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| Forgive me for my crimes, don’t forget that I was so young
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| Fought so scared in the name of God and country |