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Thinking about, strawberries
I can't get around, this feeling
That the stars in heaven
Are watching over us
And my heart is heavy
But I can't think it all
Just have to pick up my sword
Sitting in the trenches
Barbed wire fences, Lord, woah
We have to revolt
Our hearts are free
We need them to be, so hope, woah
Yeah I was thinking of
Looking around, at the infantry
My brothers they have found, healing
In the hope of heaven
That one day we'll be home
We can fight this depression
But the bombs go off and soldiers are yelling
Sitting in the trenches
Barbed wire fences, Lord, woah
We have to revolt
Our hearts are free
We need them to be, so hope, woah
Yeah I was thinking of
Stars and stripes, guns and lights
When will it all end
Don't you feel like, taking a hike
And starting over again
Bombs are dropping in the night
Guns go off, and we must stay
And fight
Sitting in the trenches
Barbed wire fences, Lord, woah
Oh we have to revolt
Our hearts are free
We need them to be, so hope, woah
Yeah I was thinking of