Will I be out there tomorrow?
Will I be out there tomorrow
I can see the light from the bombs
Will I be out there tomorrow
I can smell the stench of death
Will I be out there tomorrow
I can taste the blood
Will I be out there tomorrow
I can feel the gun in my hands
Will I be out there tomorrow
Will I be dying tomorrow
Will I be dead tomorrow
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