Todos somos soldados
Esperando a morir en la primera línea
Deseando una muerte de significado
Con amor y tenía hater
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Memories fall from my eyes
Your voice rings in my ears
to think you are gone
the words you last spoke are now simply scares
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Sometimes I think
Sometimes I wonder
What death would be
Sometimes I think
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A kiss on the lips
sparks a smile
the smile sparks happiness
happiness sparks one less scare
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We are all soldiers
Waiting to die on the front lines
Desiring a death of meaning
With love and had hater
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