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Had me sign a dotted line
Sent me out there doing time
Trained me hard, they worked my mind
We broke their hearts and blew their minds

How many people die
For a worthless cause
How many people die
I dont wanna die
In some desert war
I dont want to die

Think of all of them back home
We're out here fighting on our own
Spend their time in politics
Send us fighting into shit

How many people
For some stupid war
How amny people die
I dont want to die
In your fucking war
I dont want to die

Now i'm coming home, now i'm coming home, i dont want to die, i dont want to die
Too many mistakes were made, to the sound of a rotarblade, i dont want to die, i dont want to die
Back from this living hell, to the land of the infidel, i dont want to die, i dont want to die
Back from this living hell, to the land of infidel, i dont want to die, i dont want to die

And so i lie here waiting, time waits for no man here, they let us go in our own way

and so the money goes in, they fly the wounded back, how many people left behind?