Is that gash in your leg
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Really why you have stopped?
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¡®Cause I¡¯ve noticed all the others
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Though they¡¯re gashed, they¡¯re still going
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¡®Cause I feel like the real reason
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That you¡¯re quitting, that you¡¯re admitting
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That you¡¯ve lost all the will to battle on
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Will the fight for our sanity
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Be the fight of our lives?
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Now that we¡¯ve lost all the reasons
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That we thought that we had
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Still the battle that we¡¯re in
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Rages on till the end
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With explosions, wounds are open
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Sights and smells, eyes and noses
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But the thought that went unspoken
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Was understanding that you¡¯re broken
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Still the last volunteer battles on
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Battles on
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Battles on
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The Gash
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| The Flaming Lips |
