[Music: James Gulotta]
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[Lyrics: Brian Zimmerman, Chris Lykins]
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Your life begins at 17, you enlist with Uncle Sam
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Trained for battle, prepared to die, you don't give a damn.
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Your weapon is your life and love shooting the enemy down.
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Killing women and children and everyting around
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First fought for freedom now for pleasure, you've become obsessed
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Never feel at ease until you're laid to rest
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Sargeant tells you and you carry out his every command.
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No return from this life you're on the 4 year plan.
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[Chorus:]
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Born to kill
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There's no retreat
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Live to fight
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A Killing machine
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Politicians play a deadly game now
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you play it too
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Once you die, you're forgotten they'll find somebody new
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Seeing through different eyes much better than the old
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Block out all the needles carnage
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your heart grows cold
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Stripped of your humanity, no choice but to obey
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Turned into a predator, civilians are your prey
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[Repeat Chorus]
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[1st solo: Chris]
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[2nd solo: Rick]
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Seeing through different eyes much better than the old
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Block out all the needles carnage
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your heart grows cold
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Stripped of your humanity, no choice but to obey
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Turned into a predator, civilians are your prey
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Politicians play a deadly game now
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you play it too
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Once you die, you're forgotten they'll find somebody new
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[Repeat Chorus]
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[Solo: Rick]
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Killing Machine
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Atrophy |