Soldier On

With an empty head

And a sense of dread

I soldier on

With a broken head

And an open note

I still go on

With a severed head

And an empty bed

I soldier on

(x 2)

I soldier on (x 2)

I've got no choice

With a severed head

And an empty bed

I soldier on

(x 3)

With a severed head

And an empty bed

I soldier on and on and on and on and on...

With a severed head

and an empty bed

I still go on

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