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I’ve been home about six months now

And I still have my doubts

I’m not sure how I got here

Or how I’m gonna get out

My mama says I look the same

As I did before I left

But if she could see inside of me

It would, scare her to death

I can still taste the powder, from the barrel of my gun

And I can hear my sergeant screamin' «Run soldier run»

I can feel the backpack on my shoulder, God it weighted a ton

And I can see death in every single thought

They taught me how to put that uniform on

But I just can’t get it off

Last Saturday they honored us

In a small parade downtown

And when they set off those fireworks

I nearly hit the ground

While they smiled and cheered for us

All I could do was stare

Cause half of me is here at home

And half of me is back there

I can still taste the powder, from the barrel of my gun

And I can hear my sergeant screamin' «Run soldier run»

I can feel the backpack on my shoulder, God it weighted a ton

And I can see death in every single thought

They taught me how to put that uniform on

But I just can’t get it off

Yeah there’s no end in sight

Cause' even though I’m home now

I’m still fighting for my life

I can still taste the powder, from the barrel of my gun

And I can hear my sergeant screamin' «Run soldier run»

I can feel the backpack on my shoulder, God it weighted a ton

And I can see death in every single thought

They taught me how to put that uniform on

But I just can’t get it off

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