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Cover, Concealment, Cognizance These are the three "C's" of our confidence Shut up, adapt and overcome We are Recon and we don't succumb You will be alone out there and out numbered But it is essential that your intel is rendered If the enemy sees you, you're already dead Control your breathing, aim for the head You don't have to agree with this war to fight Just defend your brothers to your left and right Sadly we are not gods, so there will be casualties But let's make sure they are mostly the enemy's When you strap in the black-hawk to leave down range Don't panic, control your breathing. It will be a big change You've worked so hard to survive, now wash your eyes Don't let anything come back home and cause your demise
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Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 1:28 AM UTC
Control Your Breathing
Cover, Concealment, Cognizance These are the three "C's" of our confidence Shut up, adapt and overcome We are Recon and we don't succumb You will be alone out there and out numbered But it is essential that your intel is rendered If the enemy sees you, you're already dead Control your breathing, aim for the head You don't have to agree with this war to fight Just defend your brothers to your left and right Sadly we are not gods, so there will be casualties But let's make sure they are mostly the enemy's When you strap in the black-hawk to leave down range Don't panic, control your breathing. It will be a big change You've worked so hard to survive, now wash your eyes Don't let anything come back home and cause your demise
Rough draft, will clean up later
robby-russell
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Apr 26, 2014
Apr 26, 2014 at 1:28 AM UTC
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