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Ducky Boys The War Back Home

A mother's eyes, they've been crying the president sent her boy half a world away he lays dying never sure why he's even there there's a blood red

You live your life like its a movie screen You're putting on a show Melodramatic and exaggerated I can do without So insincere And so self serving, baby

treacherous - You can live the life you choose Contrived and treacherous - Don't subject us to your views I remember when you kissed our asses back then