| One more distorted mind a victim of vietnam
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| Canal back to the society out of the green hill
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| Forgot a word called love
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| Forgot a word called peace
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| And how the fuck he should care?
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| He saw the hell on earth
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| Don’t care about questions, don't care about lies
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| A man without feelings forgot how to cry
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| He hears the angels sing in heaven
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| And the devils screams in hell
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| Godless fucking man who don’t give a damn
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| He’s a killer
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| The bitter taste of napalm sticks on his tongue
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| Nightmares about burning babies after the work was done
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| And what the fuck he was fighting for nobody knows
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| The price he paid was his life and this was too high
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| Don’t care about questions…
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| In his dark clouded brain the war still goes on
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| He grabs the machine gun hits the road to have some fun
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| A dark clouded brain, machine guns and war
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| He hits the road goes out to have some fun
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| Don’t care about questions…
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| The mornings nice the sun shines so bright
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| And the news tells about the massacre last night
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| A maniac killed 70 people so far
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| Just another victims of the goddamned war
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| Don’t care about questions…
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| Killer killer killer outside of the society
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| Killer… |