A Hundred Lives

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autonomadic

Bed-wetting punk rock trio from Seattle.

We're a trio from Seattle. We play punk rock: loud, hard, and fast. If you've heard The Clash, Screeching Weasel, or Social D, you know what we sound like.

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Genre

Rock • Punk

Charts

#13,457 today Peak #1,062

#853 in subgenre Peak #36

Uploaded

October 04, 2009

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MP3 2.6 MB • 128 kbps • 2:47

Lyrics

Twisted hearts and tangled minds
And shards of steel still trapped inside;
In the sand a soldier lies,
His chest hollow -- just close his eyes.
'Cause when he sleeps he dreams of fire --
His screams shatter the lonely night.
Where can he go to forget the sight
Of a bleeding friend about to die? --

The death of a hundred lives:
Grab your rifle -- don't think about those sights;
Don't ask why -- every day you're still alive --
Just keep fighting to make it through the night.

And when he's home his heart still pounds;
The sun still hides behind the clouds.
The blood and screams won't fade away;
His heart is tin, his feet are clay.
He tries to find another job --
The one he had before, he lost.
They needed someone, says his boss,
Who would be there when you were dying

The death of a hundred lives:
Grab your rifle -- don't think about those sights;
Don't ask why -- every day you're still alive --
Just keep fighting to make it through the night.

His wife and kids don't recognize
The man they see before their eyes.
"Daddy, when will you be all right?"
Try to forget, but you keep on dying

The death of a hundred lives:
Grab your rifle -- don't think about those sights;
Don't ask why -- every day you're still alive --
Just keep fighting to make it through the night.

You keep on dying the death of a hundred lives:
Grab your rifle -- don't think about those sights;
Don't ask why -- every day you're still alive --
Just keep fighting to make it through the night --

A hundred times.

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