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Gun under the bed
he thought he could get away
he believed that he could escape
every single day he tries to runaway
runaway from all the hell he has to face
scars and wounds on his back and his neck
takes the drugs,maybe he could forget
all the horrors he seen,the times he regrets
the look on their faces as they marched to their death
now hes got the drugs and they take him in
so soothing in there to forget the sinse
at least for a while he can forget the win
the line between win and defeat wears so thin
put the gun under his bed
he prays to god that he lays dead
all the fallen bled to death
bullet proof hed rather be dead
