Thieves - Quiet On The Front Lyrics

I can't hold a glass of wine, yet but they think its fine to hold a gun, kill a man who kills? straight down in the yard when uncle pulled his car in sent off the road fighting ??

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The wheels just keep on turning, the men just keep on marching in I swear to god if you don't get that letter out ill kill myself before they kill me on the line.
And in the end the heart divides
And the picture will reside
With the memories we are fading in time

mother sweeps at night the porch which hardly to discover baby coming home but of course she doesn't know when or how he will get there surely meeting ??

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memories found here are gone