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I’m not picking my battles
cause I’m not ready to choose.
One thing I know is I’m on my own and I’m home, already.
They’ll print lies and desert us
so you better get ready to lose.
When that eastern sun’s got us 3 to 1, I’m home, already.

I’m sorry just sounds empty but the thought should suffice.
Bloody knuckles scraping concrete and it’s night after night,
but I’m ready come help me get to my feet.
If there’s a hell do I go there with my wounded knee?
Well I’m nervous but I’m ready so please do what you like.
I’m sick of being frightened by it night after night.
I’m ready come help me get to my feet.
If there’s a hell do I go there with my wounded knee?
I’m only half of this I need you to understand .