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Jan 11, 2008 12:59

No place to hide
You were fighting as a soldier on their side
You're still a soldier in your mind
Though nothing's on the line

You say it's money that we need
As if we're only mouths to feed
But ma, no matter what you say
There are some debts you'll never pay

Working for the Church while your family dies
You take what they give you and you keep it inside
When they say they're cutting off the phone
I tell them you're not home

I can taste the fear
Lift me up and take me out of here
Don't wanna fight, don't wanna die
Just wanna hear you cry

Who's gonna throw the very first stone? (me)
But then Who's gonna reset the bone? (me)
Walking with your head in a sling
I Wanna hear my solider sing.
Been working for the Church while your family dies
My little baby sister's gonna lose her mind
Every spark of friendship and love will die without a home
I'm doing this alone.

I can taste your fear
It's gonna lift you up and take you out of here
And the bone shall never heal
It cannot if you kneel

I can't find you now
But they're gonna get the money back somehow
And when you finally disappear
I'll just say you were never here

Working for the church while your life falls apart
Screaming hallelujah with that hate in your heart
Every spark of friendship and love will die without a home
Hear the solider groan, "We'll go at it alone"
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