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• Текст, перевод и аккорды “Soldiers Dilemma”

• (clarke) Please answer my question Why do I have to go to war I dont believe in the governments greed I find the whole thing a bore Well if you think that its right To fight well then fight Well please dont ask me to join in The trouble were in, How did it begin Well please dont ask me to fight your war I aint tired of living I like to keep it in one piece I dont like the odds youre giving You aint having me on a lease I like to eat three meals a day In my own lazy way And you cant keep That youre giving away for free Even after Ive protested Seems I dont have any choice You put a gun in my hand now You say Im fighting for peace Well its just a lie So why should I die For something in which I dont believe Well its so hard When youre shooting at me Well all I can do is reply Chorus

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