They're playing love songs on the radio tonight.

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if i'm not on time, remember that i tried
[Take me with you
To the place where everything is unsaid
I remain trapped inside my body
Wishing it was over
Shoot me with your raygun
Through the night
So the daylight finds you
Wishing it was over]

I am the dirt at the bottom of the trenches
the soldiers, they lie on top of me, dirty and shivering
rationing coffee and pulling out wrinkled photographs of their wives and kids
and I grin
because I know that they're all gonna end up in the same place
as the guys they're fighting


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