Patchwork Soldier

Soldier, lay down your weapons
I’ve seen your scars, how they shine
Why are you flinchin'? I will not injure you
Give me your trust, let me stitch your troubled mind
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(Whoa, ye-e-ea)
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(Whoa, ye-e-ea)
Only patches of you were bruised
My needle and thread can gently mend you
(A-pa, a-pa, a-pa da, pa-dah)
(A-pa, a-pa, a-pa da, pa-dah)
(A-pa, a-pa, a-pa da, pa-dah)
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Soldier, guarded defender
With every battle your stitching comes undone
Just like a rag doll’s off-cut material
Violent surrender was out of your control
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(Whoa, ye-e-ea)
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(Whoa, ye-e-ea)
But only patches of you were bruised
My needle and thread can gently mend you
(A-pa, a-pa, a-pa da, pa-dah)
(A-pa, a-pa, a-pa da, pa-dah)
(A-pa, a-pa, a-pa da, pa-dah)
(A-pa, a-pa, a-pa da, pa-dah)
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