| A life of gun in hand, with a dedication to your land
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| Inside out you’ve shown it’s not what life’s all about
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| No, we can not believe in what you said
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| When your whole life’s been a sacrifice mislead (mislead.)
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| But we still hold the pride
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| When the gun smoke clears, we’ll still salute you
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| When you return by the tides
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| We’ll be here to see your life through
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| I’m confused and punctured
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| My conscience is my only means of direction
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| Did I sign up for suicide, of a saddened bride?
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| Three more years, no white picket fencing, and suffering a mental conviction
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| Please, don’t you think that now we will look down
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| On a man who’s realized what’s true to him now? |
| (to him now)
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| But we still hold the pride
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| When the gun smoke clears, we’ll still salute you
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| When you return by the tides
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| We’ll be here to see your life through. |
| (to see your life)
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| It’s not giving up, it’s seeing what else there’s to see
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| When you’re soon set free, there is so much more than a camouflaged hell
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| SO COCK THE GUN AND FIRE INTO THE EYES OF A GREAT DESIRE
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| A fleeting destiny that is turned into what is considered to be normal
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| And I’m here for you
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| No, we can not believe in what you said
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| When your whole life’s been a sacrifice mislead (mislead.)
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| But we still hold the pride
|
| When the gun smoke clears, we’ll still salute you
|
| When you return by the tides
|
| We’ll be here to see your life through
|
| But we still hold the pride
|
| When the gun smoke clears, we’ll still salute you
|
| When you return by the tides
|
| We’ll be here to see your life through
|
| We still hold the pride
|
| When the gun smoke clears, we’ll still salute you
|
| When you return by the tides
|
| We’ll be here to see your life through
|
| We still hold the pride
|
| When the gun smoke clears, we’ll still salute you
|
| When you return by the tides
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| We’ll be here to see your life through |