| I’m a soldier in the forever wars
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| No photos of a family in my wallet
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| Got no ID, no credit cards, I don’t exist
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| I never have, I never have
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| Raised in jungles I quickly learned to read the trees
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| Schooled in deserts I walk on shifting sands
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| Neutral shadows, unseen beneath a bed of leaves
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| I await the call, open frequency to the square go
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| I want a square go, square go
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| Square go, square go
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| My blood is ice, the temperatures rising
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| My soul a glacier, I move alone
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| A pilgrim’s progress in a shadow world
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| I learned to sit in silence with my sounds
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| I want a square go, I want a square go
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| Square go
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| Tired of the loser I would be put down
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| I wanna punch back, fight back
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| I wanna slash, I wanna knife
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| I wanna just get back at this world
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| One day I want a level playing field
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| I just wanna see the world
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| Fight the world on my terms
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| Wanted to fight back
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| My blood is ice, the temperatures rising
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| My soul a glacier, I move alone, I move alone
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| Alone, alone |