I look inside the mirror and see somebody that i used to know
broken without a will to live, a soldier, a hero, a little while ago
sent to another side of the world to fight in another mans war
bombs consume friends,covered in blood, images I still ignore
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world without integrity yet this truth spoken if it rains it pours
government assisted suicide, more money, more combat tours
betrayal from the same people i once swore to always protect
lost child now lost soldier, payment overdue wheres my respect
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horrific nightmares of war cause my conscience to prevent my salvation
no trust, no therapy, pills and liquor become self prescribed medication
traumatic flashbacks send my fate into a downward spiral of depression
22 rifle rounds create 21 rifle sounds after I ride the last one into heaven
