Underage Warfare
One day I will be 18
A systematic numbered dream
I haven't yet lived my life
But my country says it's time to fight
*Chorus*
I don't know but I've been told
My futures in a six foot hole
Took my hits and took my knocks
But now I'm in a wooden box
I don't know just what you think
My lifes a ship and it will sink
Up my spine there crawls a chill
Not allowed to drink but made to kill
*Chorus
Turn 18, get the draft
Go to war, don't come back
I will die and so will you
Gun in hand, buried too
*Chorus
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