Dogs of War
Slipping on the soap
is like shooting up the dope
or trying to cope
when your a dog of war
when we're dogs of war.
It is kind of hard to open the door
of your mind
when your life is on the line.
Looking for a bomb
thinking of your mom
and thinking of your wife
holding on for your life.
You see black skies
when your good friend dies
and when you hear the government's lies.
Dedicated to the people who lost there lives in war.
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