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the foxhole men are crying shaking clutching pictures of the fucking ones they love
Bombs are dropping taking life and limb from these pour souls they know it's

Soldiers
We stand one your shoulders
I'll carry your legacy
Till some day they remember me

Out in a foxhole shaking in his boots
There's a brand new private

is 
 We're all marching to death 
 Hunger for blood, struggle for tracts 
 You're on your own nobody watches your back 
 Soldiers in foxholes and young

and
Opened when the word was spoken
I climbed from a foxhole, hurt and broken
And sorrow transformed into pure devotion

I figured it out
Foxholes weren't fitting me well
Too much indica, can't get off the couch
I'm a sinner too much heat on me now
Gotta get outta town

decline
I guess the stars just weren't aligned
But I'm making my way out the foxhole
Staying in touch is a lot now
So I'm thinking of us when I jot down
How

Stupid idiot
You've done it again
You had time to make it right
But then you put our hope in foxholes
You forget
You're a statuette
In a city where

where I reside
Lord its where
I wanna reside
Land of open waste
To a fortress with many gates
From a foxhole
To a large place
Some things I can't address

fate
Counting the hours
So settle down quick
Even the score
Find shelter in a foxhole
Two halves
Three to one, a setback
Chaos
Arms crossed
Attempting

be appealing bit
Least one rapper set up every year like its funfair
So-called rap-game might f you up and makes you cum there
Adversary in foxholes

desert fox 
Engaged in a foxhole under falling rocks 
Under the stares of steel suits flashing pearly snarls 
In shiny black shoes flashing hurriedly past

burn
You see I got goals Who's really in my foxhole
A bond so strong That it never really got old
Not treated secondary These people want what's best for

this down as a reminder
There's so much not yet done
Anhedonic eternal slumber
Foxhole prayer since seven years old
Just let the blonde block

the barrel of my gun 
hot with fire

And my men, and my men 
dug deep into their foxholes 
for the night 
My cunt wide open 
black widow Škorpian 
black widow

never going home again
Praying to God that it comes to an End
This is the life that you chose in Bend
Oh
Digging a foxhole with helmet and nail
Death just

atheists in foxholes
No faithful in the grave

I won't name it so please don't name it
We can just keep praying
You won't fight it so why should I fight it

turn to home
The letters no longer arrive
When the air raids
End we bunch together
In our foxholes, side by side

We cannot see beyond the Volga
This

Crumbling empire
Dying by degrees
Stuck in the foxhole
With the bully from your middle school days

And I ask myself can we ever change
If I close my

of a crow
If never there was a way to go it's fourth of July with the fire in the sky
I love the smell of napalm in the morning, son
Dig your foxholes so deep

Now I'm in the loft boss talkin' with my gentlemen
Crazy how the bottom never turned me into sediment
My sentiment is that the foxhole helped me get it

feminine 
Now I'm in the loft boss talkin' with my gentlemen
Crazy how the bottom never turned me into sediment
My sentiment is that the foxhole helped me

Thought I saw you blushing
Near the foxhole hiding
Where you live
Where you brew
Near the plastic woods, hidden ace
Near your own boat, who did you

shooting out that foxhole
Love is blind, I never saw the signs like my eyes closed
It's killing me but it's keeping me alive
It's keeping me alive

Of cardboard foxholes
I set the table
Gave the grace
Fed them all
Stood on that stage
And yelled it out
For you to hear
I'm the fool here
But I will wait
Till my