| Tell me what I'm supposed to think
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| When the bullets start to pour
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| Lie about some greater good
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| When you ship me off to war
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| A thousand dead on either side
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| Is there no one keeping score?
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| I just wanna make it home
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| When you ship me off to war
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| We at war, we don't know what for
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| They made up a reason behind closed doors
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| At the end of the season, we leave
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| Make an enemy bleed, hit the sеashore with the C4
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| We don't rеcord, we just reload
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| If you need more, it's a cheat code with unlimited rounds
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| When you hear the sound, start hitting the ground
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| It's time to go make America proud
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| But this ain't as fun as what they claim it be
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| This ain't a video game, you see
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| I shot the kid same age as me
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| 'Cause he ain't from the same place as me
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| And now the bloodstain stays with me
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| I'm homesick and I miss my mama
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| Can't sleep, I'm living with this trauma
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| I wanna just believe the dogma
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| But I can't take it much longer
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| Tell me what I'm supposed to think
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| When the bullets start to pour
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| Lie about some greater good
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| When you ship me off to war
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| A thousand dead on either side
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| Is there no one keeping score?
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| I just wanna make it home
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| When you ship me off to war
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| When you ship me off to war
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| Yeah
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| Watch me spend these billions
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| Bombing these civilians
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| Making enemies out of children
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| Am I the good guy? |
| Am I the villain?
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| I go back and forth, chameleon
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| My partner next to me, he was twenty-three
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| When he went out to check the scene
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| Then he stepped on an IED, goddamn
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| Teflon, got a bulletproof vest on
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| But I still wanna hide and flee
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| Something died inside when I wondered
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| Why they caught him and not me
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| This shit ain't always what it seem
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| When they changing the regime
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| Better wake me from this crazy dream
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| Living in the war machine
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| Tell me what I'm supposed to think
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| When the bullets start to pour
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| Lie about some greater good
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| When you ship me off to war
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| A thousand dead on either side
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| Is there no one keeping score?
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| I just wanna make it home
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| When you ship me off to war
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| Ship me off to war
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| Ship me off to war
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| Ship me off to war
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| Ship me off to war
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| Joined Uncle Sam as soon as I turned eighteen (Oh no, no, no)
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| Try to wash my hands, never gonna get them clean (Oh no, no, no)
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| Follow my command, do or die, ain't no in between (Oh no, no, no)
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| Try to wash my hands, never gonna get them clean
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| (PTSD, PTSD)
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| I might, I might
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| Fuck around and start World War III
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| (Woo)
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| Tell me what I'm supposed to think
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| When the bullets start to pour
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| Lie about some greater good
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| When you ship me off to war
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| A thousand dead on either side
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| Is there no one keeping score?
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| I just wanna make it home
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| When you ship me off to war |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song WWIII, artist - grandson. Album song Death Of An Optimist, in the genre Альтернатива