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Text: Anti-Flag. I’d Tell You But....

Your invasion was so cold
Your righteous explanations lies
can't get your ideas straight tonight
how could you harm such precious lives
You're killing all my family
To eliminate the common enemy
If this is what your freedom reeks
Then this ones for the united states
I'd tell you all these things but I can't speak because...

I'm dead, I'm dead
my life is left no more
I'm dead, I'm dead
your bullets cut into my flesh
Woah oh, woah oh, woah oh

I'd love to be back home and train
I left my friends my family
I love the sand, I love the sea
the water splashing over me
now I will haunt you in your dreams
never another restless sleep
I'll fall in love right by your side
and I'm your victim of death for your pride
united we are nowhere near because, because

I'm dead, I'm dead
my life is left no more
I'm dead, I'm dead
your bullets cut into my flesh
Woah oh, woah oh, woah oh

Because of bullshit media something

Woah oh, woah oh, woah oh