I have come far from home,
to a place that’s bitter and unknown,
the days are hot, and nights are cold,
my grip is tight on the weapon that I hold.
And I don’t know if I’ll see the sun set tonight.
I have seen kids in need,
while the tyrant lived, lived a life of greed.
These people kill, and god knows why,
so much of you came over here to die.
Can we live a life in peace so, save (yourself)
I’m singing, I hate this life I live,
my life is the gift I give it to you,
just wave the red, white and blue.
I have walked the streets at night,
the (tracers burn) of beautiful red lights,
your ears grow deaf and your body weak,
the mental drain, a depth you cannot seek.
When will this all be gone,
five years, going strong.
We all came, unified,
a year gone now, and some of us have died.
When we leave this behind,
we will live scars of some kind.
Can you hear these soldier’s words falling away?
People back home, they just don’t even seem to care (repeat)
I’m singing, I hate this life I live,
My life is the gift I give it to you, (repeat)
just wave the red, white and blue.


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