And I thought to close my mouth With a padlock on the night Leave the battlefield behind Stay out the fight Not lose my sight Now I only want to be With no pistol at my brain But at times it gets so lonely Could go insane Could lose my aim Now I only want to live With no teardrops in my eyes But at times it feels like no chance No clear blue skies Grey cloudy lies No clear blue skies Grey cloudy lies
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