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Naked as sin, an army
Covering my
Some of us blush,
Knees turning to
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I was just a kid
There were a hundred me
I followed a body
A naked followed me
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I was still a kid
my innocence was lost
In a mobile army
Gift the army, free of cost
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Me, I would have liked
A little of tenderness
Maybe a word, a
An of happiness
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Oh, it so tragic
The high did not fall
But how of that time
I hated there at all
Next, next Now I will recall
The brothel truck, the flying
The queer lieutenant who
Our asses as if we fags
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I on the wet head
Of my first case of
It is his voice
That I forever
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That voice that of whiskey
Of and of mud
It is the of nations
It is the thick of blood
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And since the each
I have to bed
to laugh in my arms
To whisper through my
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All the naked and the
Should hold each hands
As watch me scream at night
In a dream no one
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And when I am not
In a voice grown dry and
I stand on naked lines
Of the and the followed
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One day I'll cut my off
Or burn myself
Anything, I'll do
To get out of line to
Never to be
to be next.