There's a purple heart on the stars and stripes tonight
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It's pinned to the chest of the latest liar
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And if you try to speak your mind
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They tell you keep it to yourself
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You got friends in the armed forces
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They wanna know which side you're on
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Doesn't matter cause we'll all be off
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To train, to fight
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Disregard our human rights
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To play the part
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The consciense of the damned
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You say you're defending me
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I'm sick of tying yellow ribbons
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Praying not to see
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Another folded flag to a mourning lover
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He was an army of one but they'll find another
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And in the fold of the body bag
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Somebody check for a heart
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You got friends in the armed forces
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Now we know what a soldier costs
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It's the cost of the rest of us
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To take a life
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We all have our price
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The wife and kids sleep soundly in their beds
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You say you're defending me
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I'm untying yellow ribbons
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On every single tree I see
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They'll float like butterflies back home
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And I can feel the desert's heat
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When you're standing next to me
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Friendship offers no relief
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Stay with me now, just hear me out
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Don't want to lose you to that great black cloud
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Coming down
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You see in the path a bullet makes
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When it calls you by your name
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And the medic can't play the rythym of your heart
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So it starts to fade like footsteps in the march
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The parade passes by our fingertips
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As lives once were right
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To change our minds
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Everything that's wrong looks right
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The lives we lead
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Are somewhere in between
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You say you're defending me
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I'm sick of tying yellow ribbons
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Praying not to see
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We're not going to hell
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To run rings around a wishing well
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Friends In The Armed Forces
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