| Between a rock and a boulder
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| For now I’m young but I get older and older
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| I live a life of a soldier
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| And help me fight with you numb on my shoulder
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| Eighteen years' preparation
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| I hold my heart, I hold my station
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| Helplessly, I’m situated
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| I wonder why we were created
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| Take me away and I’m never the same
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| And I’ll never make it back home
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| Take me away and I’m never the same
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| And I’ll never make it back home
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| Between a rock and a boulder
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| For now I’m young but I get older and older
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| I live a life of a soldier
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| And help me fight with you numb on my shoulder
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| Take me away and I’m never the same
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| And I’ll never make it back home
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| Take me away and I’m never the same
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| And I’ll never make it back home
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| Take me away and I’m never the same
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| I’ll never make it back home
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| Back home
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| Take me away and I’m never the same
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| And I’ll never make it back home
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| Back home
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| Take me away and I’m never the same
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| And I’ll never make it back home
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| I live a life of a soldier
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| And help me fight with you numb on my shoulder |