The Trooper

You think my life's gonna take you still? You thought it must, but I run it through

So many waiting for the next attack So many stand to turn it back

Too many saw the cause begin Burn the breath from in the oil and wings

There's many quivering, smoking, heartless breath

Just play guitar and sing the ring of death

That was the sweetest thing I've ever heard to run

The minerals, the rushing guns

Ain't no reason to leave on my wall

This couldn't be my coming fall

Ain't no bullets to land on the ground

Ain't no reason for another round

We don't get needed so far away We live until another day

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

We're so close, I need you not to fight We're on the road, so get out of sight

It's the bullet truck, it feels below I brush the road and take me low

And the lady gazing in the sky My mind will not be willing to trust this

trite And the lady fully got me low

When I turned and turned her back to the crowd

OH