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(ORIGINAL) Of The Phree World
[Verse 1]
Boots in the mud, the jungle cries,
Helicopter shadows cut through the skies.
Radio crackles, another name’s gone cold,
Fighting for a promise that’s already been sold.
[Pre-Chorus]
Mama, don’t you weep, I can’t see the dawn,
The fire in the treeline keeps draggin’ me on.
[Chorus]
Of the Phree World, they told me I’d stand,
But I’m knee-deep in blood, on this foreign land.
Of the Phree World, I’m chained to the fight,
Carryin’ ghosts through the endless night.
[Verse 2]
Smoke curls high from a village flame,
No one remembers the enemy’s name.
Brothers fall silent, faces turned to stone,
This ain’t no freedom — just dying alone.
[Pre-Chorus]
Mama, don’t you cry, I can’t find the road,
Marchin’ through the shadows with a heavy load.
YEAH-YEAAUUHH!
[Chorus]
Of the Phree World, I’m torn and betrayed,
Just a pawn in the fire, where the young are laid.
Of the Phree World, I scream but they lie,
Fightin’ for a reason I don’t recognize.
[Bridge]
Gunfire thunder, rotor-blade rain,
Steel meets the jungle, but the jungle remains.
Orders like shackles, draggin’ us down,
The crown of the “Phree” is a burial ground!
[Final Chorus]
Of the Phree World, the banners decay,
The rivers run crimson, they carry us away.
Of the Phree World, I’m lost in the fight,
A soldier of sorrow, fading into night.
[Outro]
Whispers in the pines, echoes in the rain,
We gave ‘em our blood, but the world stayed the same.
Boots in the mud, the jungle cries,
Helicopter shadows cut through the skies.
Radio crackles, another name’s gone cold,
Fighting for a promise that’s already been sold.
[Pre-Chorus]
Mama, don’t you weep, I can’t see the dawn,
The fire in the treeline keeps draggin’ me on.
[Chorus]
Of the Phree World, they told me I’d stand,
But I’m knee-deep in blood, on this foreign land.
Of the Phree World, I’m chained to the fight,
Carryin’ ghosts through the endless night.
[Verse 2]
Smoke curls high from a village flame,
No one remembers the enemy’s name.
Brothers fall silent, faces turned to stone,
This ain’t no freedom — just dying alone.
[Pre-Chorus]
Mama, don’t you cry, I can’t find the road,
Marchin’ through the shadows with a heavy load.
YEAH-YEAAUUHH!
[Chorus]
Of the Phree World, I’m torn and betrayed,
Just a pawn in the fire, where the young are laid.
Of the Phree World, I scream but they lie,
Fightin’ for a reason I don’t recognize.
[Bridge]
Gunfire thunder, rotor-blade rain,
Steel meets the jungle, but the jungle remains.
Orders like shackles, draggin’ us down,
The crown of the “Phree” is a burial ground!
[Final Chorus]
Of the Phree World, the banners decay,
The rivers run crimson, they carry us away.
Of the Phree World, I’m lost in the fight,
A soldier of sorrow, fading into night.
[Outro]
Whispers in the pines, echoes in the rain,
We gave ‘em our blood, but the world stayed the same.
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