I BOW DOWN TO PRAY
I TRY TO MAKE
THE WORLD SEEM BETTER
LORD,
SHOW ME THE WAY
HOW MUCH
MUST I LIVE THROUGH
JUST TO GET AWAY ?
AFTER ALL THESE
PRESURES THAT MAKE
YOUR HEAD FEEL SO TIGHT
ROCK SOLDIERS COME ROCK SOLDIERS GO AND SOME HEAR THE DRUM AND SOME NEVER KNOW