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Cozy place, but the streets await
Prints left by my boot
Stardust sits...
Right on my boots
A soft seat, a checkered plaid
A trigger not pulled in time
A sunny day
In dreams that blind
My blood type, pinned on my sleeve
And my number and rank, there on the sleeve
Wish me luck in the battles to come
Wish me, now, please
Not to lay there in the grass
Not to lay dead in the grass
Wish me luck in the battle
Wish me luck in... the battle
