Текст песни




The day I died was a Tuesday afternoon
After a long firefight
I only hope this war has done some good
I wonder if I did all I could
All along were we just faking it?
This broken heart, I keep breaking it
Call it out, away we are
The bullet in the gun
Men of war killing for our freedom
Then leave 'em bleeding on the floor
Can't break the spell we're under
Addicted to the thunder
Right before they rip you open wide
You never need a reason
It's always killing season
When you think you've got God on your side
You run away from home to heal the world
No one doubted your bravery, girl
I'll come along if I can follow you
To the ends of some perfect earth
Stake your claim, find your sound
Stand your ground on a lonely shoulder
Call it out, away we are
The bullet in the gun
Men of war killing for our freedom
Then leave 'em bleeding on the floor
Can't break the spell we're under
Addicted to the thunder
Right before they rip you open wide
You never need a reason
It's always killing season
When you think you've got God on your side
Not everyone gets that lucky
To live on the wrong side of town
No, not everyone gets that lucky
To take the long way around
Call it out, away we are
The bullet in the gun
Men of war killing for our freedom
Then leave 'em bleeding on the floor
Can't break the spell we're under
Addicted to the thunder
Right before they rip you open wide
You never need a reason
It's always killing season
When you think you've got God on your side



Авторы: Dan Edward Reed Copyright: Wardlaw Music, Wardlaw Banks



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