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Torn between the war in me & all the gore I've seen- [/CENTER]
Won't let em wipe the floor with me, a born marine- As I storm the beach of Normandy- Mayhem won't make you act accordingly- I'm a thorn in leaves thats a chore to breathe- Give ya life for for free but can't afford to leave- I'm filled with guilt from all my missin' guys- As I sit inside my distant mind- While the water glistens wide of a crimson tide- This isn't why we parachuted wit' a quick disguise- A lot of souls will kiss the sky- But I'm this mission's mind, which is why- I won't just sit & die, So I aim & slit an eye- Scope was tilted wide as the enemy gets hit inside!- What a chilling vibe,This kill? yeah this is mine- Which is fine, sour grapes, But I can pick the vine- Intertwined like balls of yarn but it goes far beyond- A chess match but I already saw the pawn- I'm a King & will attack until the wall is gone!- This common song is my strength...but probably wrong- Lay on my stomach toss a grenade the ol' heave & ho- The Marines make it seem like its puttin' beans on stoves- No shit this is how we feast or something I need to know- Do I believe what I eat? Or am I up heaving crow? Last edited by Lucipher Howlz; 09-23-2018 at 12:08 AM. |
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