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Your not sure how you got to this point
You said it was pride
took the pen into your hand
signed that dotted line
Before your on your own two feet and stand
they say they can make you a man
In war the score is yours, was that the plan?
Keep your head up son, I'm sure you can
 
They say that freedom ain't free
Is that why every year I see
The young and the dreamy
impassioned by drill Sergeants screaming
This is life boy, give your life boy
just so arrogant people play life like a toy
ready to be deployed so someone else can enjoy?

 

This is not me, but written in blood for family
Never thought it would hit home directly
But you never know what you hold or what you got
until the trigger is pulled, guns shot
When the smoke clears
Best hope you reside
Hold your own, no fear
This is just stop one on a very large ride
 
Returning home and everything stayed the same
funny how one experience in life
everything in your eyes feels changed
but that's the knife or rather ripple
in reality and the dream we are instilled
while your smiling at home
someone's protecting you under their own will

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