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itâs been thirteen years of war
and all I got to show for it
are sunken eyes and memories
of lives taken and lost
itâs been thirteen years of war
waged by disposable heroes
while the gluttons spoil in their palaces
spare me the crocodile tears
the ceremonies, medals and the promises
I donât trust god and I donât trust you
the waging of battles the taking of lives
I donât trust god and I donât trust you
that brutal existence you shoved into my eyes
itâs been thirteen years of war
and I finally figured it out
evil is a well dressed man
and heâs living next door
his entire life, built on a grave of lies
I donât trust god and I donât trust you
the waging of battles the taking of lives
I donât trust god and I donât trust you
that brutal existence you shoved into my eyes
Iâve been to the bottom and Iâll never forget
I live devastation and sleep in regret
I donât trust God
so the question is
who would you rather be
the soldier or the slave
him or me?
living idle in this peaceful routine
disconnected from the pain
the soldier or the slave, him or me?
thirteen years of war, and Iâm still fighting
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