No One

Sure enough, there was one that day with my name on it
An inch from my spine and four from my head
I thank the good Lord I'm not dead
But there's many who are, so I don't ask nothin'
But no one talks to me this way
What I do is what I do
Maybe I ain't as quick as you
But what I've seen is what I've seen
Through the eyes of the Corps, the marine
Maybe you didn't know, maybe you hadn't heard say
But no one talks to me this way
Maybe my fist in your face won't make a wrong seem right
But no one talks to me this way
Boots in the sand, seeing the end of a good man
My uniform switched from green to blue
That's just who I am and you just messed with the wrong man
Can't say I've seen the end of the likes of you
Boots in the sand, seeing the end of a good man
My uniform switched from green to blue
That's just who I am and you just messed with the wrong man
Can't say I've seen the end of the likes of you



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Ryan Weber
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