Mourning High - F.F.Y.L.
There were men, who, if they were not drafted
Would have packed up, said "Fuck that", and moved on past it
Forced onto these boats, guns wrapped in plastic
If my commander says go, we charge the masses
★ Pre-Chorus ★
Waves will crash the shore
Machine gun fire roars
The enemy wants nothing more than to take the lives you mourn
★ Chorus ★
Fight for your life
Fight for your life
Pull the pin, the bombs drop in, and now your life is on thin ice
★ Post-Chorus ★
Fight for your life
Fight for your life
Fight for your life
Fight for your life
★ Verse 2 ★
Now that we feel the grains of sand beneath our feet, defeat is something we can't fathom
Phantom forces fuel the pin that strikes the primer, death and the rest all ticking on a timer
★ Pre-Chorus ★
Waves will crash the shore
Machine gun fire roars
The enemy wants nothing more than to take the lives you mourn
★ Chorus ★
Fight for your life
Fight for your life
Pull the pin, the bombs drop in, and now your life is on thin ice
★ Bridge ★
Forces moving north
Pride will push them forth
You think about your wife and children, while your mind contorts
Pouring through the trenches
Is the gas that makes great vengeance
Walk across the marble staircase that climbs higher than Mount Everest
★ Guitar Solo ★
★ Verse 3
When the cobblestone starts to crumble underneath my feet, the fleet will feast
If one does not comply with the general, the years he spends in a cell, decided several
★ Pre-Chorus ★
Waves will crash the shore
Machine gun fire roars
The enemy wants nothing more than to take the lives you mourn
★ Chorus ★
Fight for your life
Fight for your life
Pull the pin, the bombs drop in, and now your life is on thin ice
Yeah!
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