Besedila: Imaginery. Long Lost Pride. Roughly Scratched But Alive.

Now when the war has come
Somehow I don?t feel so strong
I haven?t been asleep for seven days
Afraid of the shadows
But what can I do?
And when I got shot in my left thigh
It was a blessing in disguise
I?m hurt but I?m alive
I think I?m going home
I am fine, roughly scratched but alive
I?m alright can?t believe I survived
Going home, spend some time on my own
I?m moving on, right now I don?t mind to live alone
I?m driving this lonesome road
Trying to find my way home
The memories attack about the war
I feel like a sinner
But I had no choice
I am no military man
But they told me to kill and to defend
I know that I?m alive because I shoot ?em down