Intro
but I'll be dead before you put a gun in my brother's hand
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so we make jokes back home, and we lighten the mood,
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but growing up, my parents saw, sending the kids, and fight is what we really do,
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and now with the war, I can tell they're a little shook up,
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it's just a few mother's sons, never really be enough,
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and half of our names, are etched out in the wall,
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the other half ruined, from the things we saw
(the rest is the same.)
wake uppp..
there's..
and we'll be!
Lying like lions...
but I'll be!!
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