There once was a boy
He had a dream in his mind
Not a thing, could, overtake his pride
He became a man
One that no-one could stand
Complacent in lies
Just trying to survive
And It's not his or societies fault
We all face the lies they feed us
And it's not mine or your fault
We all face the fares of freedom
With his combat boots inline
He arrived, to war
As congress assigns
With one hand on a bottle
The other on a gun
He knew right then
That the man, had won
And It's not his or societies fault
We all face the lies they tell us
And it's not mine, you, her, his or anybodies fault
We all face the costs of freedom
We all bare the fares of freedom
We all face the fares of freedom
Damn the man for all he's done
As he stares in the lines of the enemy
Down went the man, with a gun in his hand
As he stares in the eyes of the enemy
He paid the price of freedom
He paid the fares of freedom
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