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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
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Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 10:04 AM UTC
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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
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Apr 26, 2017
Apr 26, 2017 at 10:04 AM UTC
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