we don't believe in anything We don't question why we're sensitized Who's soul's for sale Not Ours! I call out to the wounded and demoralized Whose
Because we don't believe in anything We don't question why we're sensitized Who's soul's for sale Not Ours! I call out to the wounded and demoralized
Just one more moment, That's all that's needed, Like wounded soldiers, In need of healing, Time to be honest, This time I'm pleading, Please don't dwell
the warriors, whose strength is not to fight Flashing for the refugees on the unarmed road of flight And for each and every underdog soldier in the night
rd Airborne Brigade on Operation Hump War Zone D in Vietnam were ambushed by over 1200 V.C. Forty-eight American soldiers lost their lives that day} {Severely wounded
Red as the bloodshed, blue as the wounded, white as the crosses on our soldier's graves. Through the rain, through the sun, these colors never run. I
, they strike the darkness from the room Knives, they take the poison from the wound 'Cause they drag us down into the ruins Sleep our cares away and dirty boots Soldier
wound Pour salt water on the wound This home is more than bricks and mortar Pour salt water on the wound When the boys told you You'll have the arms of a soldier
When she adored ya the whole room would get to know Should have gone straight to the last Danced with the devil, do your best Play the wounded soldier
Rien n'arrete nos espirits Guns can't kill what soldiers can't see In the forest we are hiding Unmarked graves where flowers grow Hear the soldiers
ll let her go And somewhere a thunderous crash in the night It echoes all through the hills Though many escape its wrath and its rage A soldier lies wounded
rag Wit' this tragedy added to agony An frustration Farrah Kahn himself couldn?t stop me Retaliation 'cuz his only climax was pay back He let his wounds
stand honored they fall heroes of their land can't you their call (from the ) soldiers of time fightin a battle with all of the greats wounded you
I'm a soldier I'm a soldier (Na na na nah na na nah) I'm a soldier I'm a soldier Yo, never was a thug, just infatuated with guns Never was a gangsta
As the seasons change remember how I used to be Now I can't go on I can't even start I've got nothing left just an empty heart I'm a soldier wounded
new president and I love that he black But I'm a ask him like Bush, were the soldiers at? Now move the camera to New Orleans were the soldiers at The
she sends me with her regards Barroom eyes shine vacancy, to see her you gotta look hard Wounded deep in battle, I stand stuffed like some soldier undaunted
the warriors whose strength is not to fight Flashin' for the refugees on their unarmed road of flight And for each and every underdog, soldier in the
