im so torn, for what is war? driven from door to door.
whats america's plans? to even sadaam's score, how poor.
this lifes a breez, whats life in the 10/40 vinue?
whats just? when dennys even got 40's on the menu.
US trendy, aka lend me a buck for a cigarette.
the sound of bum's bitter fits...
...how am i pre-destined to rhyme when my figure's set.
day in the life as asians in japan,
rare cases that disease aint in a man. who cares for such a plan?
i feel for the souls that pave ways for the red white and blue.
its true, im no rich example to veiw...
...but my sights on you, and that kodac family.
tragedy, brings me to plead, bring em home...
...those soldiers that i withstand to see.


wrote by a friend of mine.


dedicated to: jonh denai, and the US navy

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