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No one's born to be a warrior No one born an average man We make one or the other And we try to understand Try to understand He will long for the feeling standing strong with his brothers Before the enemy He will miss the quiet pride of his men at his side as he leads them into victory He can wash the war paint off his face and learn to love a bitter broken place But nothing quite compares to the taste He can't replace it, no, no, no No one's born to be a warrior No one born an average man We make one or the other And we try to understand Try to understand Warrior, warrior, warrior Warrior, warrior, warrior The pain takes a backseat for a cause No applause from his country SongtexteNo service leaves him lessor, when he loses his suppressor And the pain that comes is deafening He can wash the war paint off his face and learn to love a bitter broken place No one's born to be a warrior No one born an average man We make one or the other And we try to understand Try to understand Warrior, warrior, warrior Warrior, warrior, warrior Warrior, warrior, warrior Warrior, warrior, warrior We are born in hospitals in different states To moms and dads who work and pray That we'll be saved, an amazing grace The chosen few get shipped away One more mile, one more day To harvest souls and bear the weight And reap the tax that must be paid Warrior, warrior, warrior No one's born to be a warrior No one born an average man We make one or the other And we try to understand Try to understand Warrior, warrior, warrior Warrior, warrior, warrior Warrior, warrior, warrior Warrior, warrior, warrior Aus Songtexte Mania