Frag
The
same old feeling
The
same old issues
By
the same old feeling
Why
do you still take it?
I
ask myself each day
Better
the Satan you know
The
twat beasts me
Each
and every day
I
should’ve been a Marine
Than
an army soldier
Day
in day out
Same
old fucking shit
I
think I’ll frag my officer
When
we are alone
Out
in the bush
Say
it was an accident
All
the shit he gave me
Join
the army
See
the world
That
cunt is my world
Tonight
I’ll frag him
Then
take off cross county
The
border is fifty clicks away
Join
the cartel
Or
go independent
Fuck
the army
And
their rules
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