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Andre Nucete Ventura
Andre Nucete Ventura
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Marcos Araneo Benedit
Marcos Araneo Benedit
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Marcos Araneo Benedit
Marcos Araneo Benedit
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Hey Ma I don't think that i'll be coming home for long Got some internal wars to fight alone Hey Dad Sounds of planes and bullets won't leave me alone So I try to close my eyes and drown the noise Hey God been a minute since the last time that we spoke You know I ain't the best at keeping touch for long Please tell Mom and Dad I'm gonna miss them when I'm gone Make sure they know they've never been at fault So please Ma don't you cry You know that I was born to die I know you'll keep me in your prayers And hope I make it home alive Oh hey Dad rememberer that young boy You once taught how to fight He's scared to death and still regrets His weakness makes you pay the price Oh brothers I'm so sorry I'm the one that made it home I should be six feet under on my own Hate that they're spending millions Gearing me up for some war But not a penny helping me come home Lord knows there's no going back to normal anymore Been three long tours so fighting is all I know So sad these politicians don't know greed comes at a cost Then wonder why the hell I feel so lost So please ma don't you cry You know that I was born to die I know you'll keep me in your prayers And hope I make it home alive Oh hey Dad rememberer that young boy You once taught how to fight He's scared to death and still regrets His weakness makes you pay the price
Writer(s): Andre Ventura, Marcos Benedit Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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