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Apr 2017
Throw my hoodie on...
an lace Up my stompin boots
My girls lightin me cigarette while I'm rushin for the door
She don't like it she just accepts what I do
Watchin as I run away outta view
Only thing she knows is that I'm a soldier
Just doin what soldiers do
If I don't come home she already knows that I'm either in the hospital jail or dead.
It ain't fair,
And probably weighs on her if she should have gotten knocked up with my kid
dennis drain
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dennis drain  Bellevue idaho
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