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Kill Your Enemies
Defending my life against your enemies. The ones that will tear my flesh from bone. The ones that will put steel through the air. Raining down as we sleep, get to the bunker. All the weight from the gear and the ammo. Weighing me down, boots to the ground. The one that will cut through my throat. While his buddy enjoys a few smokes. Fighting my sleep and fighting fatigue, Because I am defending my life against your enemies. Killing your enemies with the guns you provide. Bombarding the ones with bombs you provide. Tracking them down with satellites high in the sky. They would do the same to us with the guns you provide. Bombard our convoys with the bombs you provide. Shoot us the hell up with ammo you provide. Still Im killing your enemies with the guns you provide. Now Im all alone with the nightmares you gave me. I fought for my country now it cannot save me. I am not bitter because they did always pay me. You and your enemies are like thorns in my ass. Because I judge my day on how much bloods in the grass. Blood which makes the green grass grow, Blood that’s dripping from my hands. Killing the ones who will kill me. Killing the ones who will kill me for you.
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