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Текст (слова) песни: Fiction Plane - Soldier Machismo
I don`t wanna fight anyway
I don`t wanna take the things you own
I don`t wanna put myself at risk
So someone else can take their throne
I would put them all in a room
Give em all the guns and clips they need
I would put a seed in their minds
That foreigners are based on greed
Soldier machismo and his morals
Who am I to know what they`ve saved me from
And what is there to say that if they all lay down
My home would be gone
I wanna put glue down your gun
Imagine pointing that thing at your son
When he dies you`ll tell us we`ve won
And there`ll be no invasion
Broken shells and twisted metal
Flaming egos, wilting petals
Look outside your eyes are sore
Now tell me who won the war
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