15 lyrics for "War after war"

I was only joking, my dear Looking for a way to hide my fear What kind of fool was I? I could never win Ever since I was a kid in school I messed around with all the rules Apologized, then realized I'm not different after all Me and the boys thought we
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Victim of anger, tied to distance Where does it come from? I've stood strong Held my head high through constant war So brutal, so violent So I tiptoe through conversation A lapse in my step is misperceived Unleash a breath of salvation
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Bring it home, baby, make it soon I give my love to you I remember finding out about you Every day, my mind is all around you Looking out of my lonely gloom, day after day Looking out from my lonely room, day after day I remember holding you while you
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I’ve watched the lamp lights fade, a flare trembles and quivers that kept me safe Warm concrete streets, I used to call home Laid in brick and broken stone so a merchant I'll stay Staying caught in the sway of the break Set aflame, set aflame, set aflame
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Tomorrow I ride at dawn Like my father And his father And his father before Watched the soil burn with fire War after war Done things I didn't know I could For the common good Give a man a hundred years
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So, I'm writing' you this letter between rests 'Cause yesterday a bullet found my chest And I don't got the energy to dress myself And I can't walk without help I can't remember why I joined this war And I can't tell you what we're fighting' for I guess
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Well I'm forming and I'm warning The stadium arcadium A mirror to the moon (a mirror to the moon) State of the art Until the clouds come crashing Stranger things have happened Both before and after noon (before and after noon) Pushin' myself And no I
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After all this time I'm coming home to you 'Cause with all these things we do It don't matter when I'm coming home to you But with all that we've been through I reach towards the sky I've said my goodbyes My heart's always with you now I won't question
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What do they keep on fighting for? Victor was born The spring of '44 And never saw His father anymore The child of sacrifice Child of war Another son who never had A father after Leningrad
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