Death Program - Demo

Freddy broke his hand

Sky's light up like the Fourth of July
No fireworks its a fire fight
Gun in hand
Grenades at our side
Don't stop shooting till you see the whites of their eyes

With heavy hearts
We carry our own
Across this bloodstained battle field

Day to day can be a war in itself
In the trenches thinking of home
Feeling fatigued drenched in sweat in my fatigues
They were right when they said they'd make a man out of me

Retreat
We're in over our heads
Retreat
We're in over our heads
Pull yourself together man
Pull yourself together man

You gotta fight to live
You gotta fight to survive
You gotta fight to live
You gotta fight to survive

Credits
Writer(s): Jesse Smiley
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