Seneca - Steve | Текст песни

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• Seneca
• Steve

I know I'm riddled with disease,
And I'm probably one of the smallest men you've ever seen,
But give me a chance to show you what's inside of me,
I won't stop believing, that I'm supposed to be out there bleeding,
There's men laying down their lives, I've got no right to do anything less than them,
Don't you dare turn it off, don't you kill the machine,
I can do this, I can be the man you need me to be,
This is more pain than you could ever imagine,
Cause I can't, I can't keep breathing, unless I can find a reason,
To be here on this earth, I can't believe I was put here just to waste away,
I'd throw myself on a grenade if I knew it meant you'd be safe,
I'm not a perfect soldier, all I am is a good man,
They may have made me taller and given me stronger hands,
But everything inside of me is everything I am,
And I would not think twice, I'd give my life to help you stand,
I know I'm only one soldier,
And I'm not even close to the army you were hoping for,
Just give me a chance to show you I can do so much more,
Cause I can't, I can't keep being a man whose job is pretending,
To be a hero when we both know, that what you've got me doing is just a stupid joke,
Don't you patronize me anymore,
Just let me help you win this war,
I could help you more than you could ever imagine,
I won't, I won't stop breathing, cause I know I've found my reason,
To be here on this earth, I know I was put here just to give my life away,
I'd jump on a grenade if I knew you would make it through the day


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