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The Walking Wounded - Bayside

I'm weak like a one armed boxer

Throwing punch after punch

After punch I I give in

I'm so dumb I'm surprised when they duck

Scared paired walking soldiers

We're all wounded anyway

In our respective ways

Scientists they couldn't fix me

I'm so tired of getting out of bed

But who would want to die as a cowardly little child

When our time is up we'll be ashamed or proud

You stretch the truth like a crooked salesman

Telling lie after lie

After lie but where's the line

You burn bridges you're breaking down dams

Scientists they couldn't fix me

I'm so tired of getting out of bed

But who would want to die as a cowardly little child

When our time is up we'll be ashamed or proud

Let's take this train for one last stop I know

It's not the end but it can't be that far

Scientists they couldn't fix me

I'm so tired of getting out of bed

But who would want to die as a cowardly little child

When our time is up then our time is up

Scientists they couldn't fix me

I'm so tired of getting out of bed

Who would want to die as a cowardly little child

When our time is up then our time is up