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Marches and Maneuvers - Thursday
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Marches and Maneuvers Thursday

Marches and Maneuvers - Thursday
[Verse 1]
This is a war we live
And the sides are drawn, sides are drawn
And we're all wrapped up in the days
And they wear us out, wear us out
There is a storm at sea

[Chorus]
If we fly a white flag under a black and blue sky, will the red sun rise?
(The taste of your kerosene lips burn me up)
If we fly a white flag under a black and blue sky, will the red sun rise?
(Rise, glare from your enemy sights make me go blind)

[Verse 2]
Blinds divide the sunlight into thin strips, the size of a blade
In this trench that we dig for ourselves
Fourscore and fade
Glare with the enemy, heat of the bodies in the bed, no retreat

[Verse 3]
This is our war, we live it
We're up in arms, up in arms
With our head pressed against the wall
And it's wearing thin, wearing thin
These are the screams we swallow
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