Tour of Duty

Corpus Vile

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Tour of Duty
Trapped in hell/Living death/Violence surrounds
Too much to take/Innocent suffer/Children die
Their villages burned/No reasons why...

Never thought/War could be/Such needless violence
As a nation bleeds/Where's the glory/Who's a hero
What are we gaining/From this war...?

Meanwhile back home things ain't so calm
Called baby killers and murderers
They don't have shit respect for you

And all you're doing is what you think is right
Had no idea this is what it would be like
And all you're doing is trying to survive

This tour of duty really got you down
Can't stand the thought of having to kill
Time has come you'd rather kill yourself

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