The letters come home
But still you’re far away
You said you’ll be just fine
But these fears won’t go away
Wont go away
The fight goes on
You struggle day by day
We sit back safe at home
Look to the sky and pray
The pictures hanging on the wall
Memories fade to grey
You hear the final shot
I feel my stomach drop
We see the letters stop
You can never take away our
Spirits
Lies pass your serpant tounge
You're end by another man's gun
Forcing us to ask ourselves
What the fuck were you fighting for
Now my rage has been set free
Nothing can fuckng stop me now
The pictures hanging on the wall
Memories fade to grey
You hear the final shot
I feel my stomach drop
We see the letters stop
6 feet below
The red, white and blue
Turn to dust
With all their hope for us
All their hope for
Us
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