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I'm a soldier in the world |
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But we'll leave it all someday |
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What's the use in trying to hide |
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Where we came from anyway? |
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We are born to this world |
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Out on known from the beyond |
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When it's time to return |
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You won't be looking in the mirror |
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Future primitive |
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The ones you left behind |
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Are still with you, my dear |
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The life of our dirt |
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We are here and we're gone |
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It's our work that marches on |
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Well, we cross the river once |
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And we'll do it once again |
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The valley it will open |
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And the mountains fall to their knees |
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Take the girl from the parents |
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And leave the rest behind |
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What you wanted was your life |
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Well, you'll get something more |
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Future primitive |
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The ones you left behind |
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Are still with you, my dear |
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The life of our dirt |
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We are here and we're gone |
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It's our work that marches on |