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Disposable Heroes (Live Acoustic Version) - Lyrics

Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end
No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend
Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all
Victim of what said should be, a servant 'til I fall

So tell me, why am I dying? Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying, hell, hell is here
Don't you know that I was born for dying?

Barking of machine gun fire, does nothing to me now
Sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow
More a man, more stripes you wear, glory seeker trends
Bodies fill the fields I see, the slaughter never ends

Tell me, why am I dying? Kill, have no fear
Lie, I'm gonna live off lying, my hell, my hell is here
Don't you know that I was born for dying? No

Soldier boy, made of clay, now an empty shell
Twenty one, only son but he served us well
Bred to kill, not to care, do just as we say
Finished here, greeting death, he's yours to take away

Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say
Had no chance to see myself, molded day by day
Looking back I realize, nothing have I done
Left to die with only friend, alone I clench my gun

Tell me, why am I dying? Kill, have no fear
Come on lie, I'm gonna live off lying, my hell, my hell is here
Don't you know that I was born for dying?

Back to the front, you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front, you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front, you coward, you servant, you blind man
Back to the front, you coward, you servant, you blind man

Back to the front, you will do what I say, when I say
Back to the front, you will die when I say, you must die
Back to the front, you coward, you servant, you blind man
Back to the front, you coward, you servant, you blind man

Back to the front, you coward, you servant, you blind man
Back to the front, you coward, you servant, you blind man
Coward, servant, blind man
Coward, servant, blind man

Tell me, why am I dying? Kill, have no fear
Lie, live off lying, hell, hell is here
I was born for dying

Writer(s): HAMMETT KIRK L, HETFIELD JAMES ALAN, ULRICH LARS

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