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recorded and mixed in summer 2013 by ourselves in our basement.
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There're using jets to go to the funerals
An event that would never happens without their wars
Fuck religions and fuck territories
Support our troops
Nah!
Fuck fuel
I'm gonna get drunk
And forget about it
And sitting there in front of my empty bottles
I miss my innocence
The times where soldiers were cool
The times where soldiers were toys
Illusions
What soldiers should be?
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