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Tales Of A Soldier Video (MV)




Performed By: Citycreed
Language: English
Length: 2:19
Written by: Andre Ventura, Marcos Benedit




Citycreed - Tales Of A Soldier Lyrics
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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
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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
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Writer: Andre Ventura, Marcos Benedit
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