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I'm Such a slave To my anger And foolish pride I'll die A thousand times Before I recognize The life I've wasted All because I need to stay Above Never a shoulder shrugged More Of a mean mug Stare down Before the final Show down Blow for blow 'Til the war Is over While I preach And teach peace Pieces of me Fragmented Because I react With tactical actions Frag grenades ! ! ! ! ! Painting The Art of War Beautifully Ignorantly believing That’s possible How come I cant teach Someone To be All they can be But I cant make The best of me Army's Armistice Raising arms Nuclear warfare Clearly a fair war When its Warranted Wanted I'm warning ya! Stand down... The sounds Of hollow point rounds Piercing A cops vest... I'm not going no where! Know where The end is Be patient! The tip of this bullet Will end this Miscommunication Explosive decisions Pressing The big red button Dropping bombs Over Bagdad Bragging about it To my comrades Commemorated With a badge Of honor Once the parade In my name Is over I'll be forced To face The nightmares alone Lone ranger Growing stranger With time Untangle the rope Time to let My body dangle Beneath The noose Untie these twisted Thoughts And just Let loose!
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Jan 15, 2011
Jan 15, 2011 at 8:34 AM UTC
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I'm Such a slave To my anger And foolish pride I'll die A thousand times Before I recognize The life I've wasted All because I need to stay Above Never a shoulder shrugged More Of a mean mug Stare down Before the final Show down Blow for blow 'Til the war Is over While I preach And teach peace Pieces of me Fragmented Because I react With tactical actions Frag grenades ! ! ! ! ! Painting The Art of War Beautifully Ignorantly believing That’s possible How come I cant teach Someone To be All they can be But I cant make The best of me Army's Armistice Raising arms Nuclear warfare Clearly a fair war When its Warranted Wanted I'm warning ya! Stand down... The sounds Of hollow point rounds Piercing A cops vest... I'm not going no where! Know where The end is Be patient! The tip of this bullet Will end this Miscommunication Explosive decisions Pressing The big red button Dropping bombs Over Bagdad Bragging about it To my comrades Commemorated With a badge Of honor Once the parade In my name Is over I'll be forced To face The nightmares alone Lone ranger Growing stranger With time Untangle the rope Time to let My body dangle Beneath The noose Untie these twisted Thoughts And just Let loose!
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Jan 15, 2011
Jan 15, 2011 at 8:34 AM UTC
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