Day At The Soccer Fields Songtext

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Day At The Soccer Fields Songtext
I remember it
Like it was yesterday
RPGs, looking featherweight
These kids did not come to play

As my body shakes
I feel my history
I'm terrified
Burned cities and my mother's cries
Come back alive
No tears in their violence
Eerie fear in the silence

I remember it
Like it was yesterday
AK‑40 pointed at my face
These kids came to celebrate

Snakish grins got 'em
Ooh, looking devilish
I'm naked like a candlelight
Said a prayer and closed my eyes
Get home alive

History, repeated fate
Childhood, under a blaze
Black skin turning red
What the fucked up your head

Grown-ups stayed in bed
Emotionally, I've digressed
I see resemblance, scorn
We are far from home

I hope we come back alive
I hope we come back alive
I hope we come back alive

I remember it
Like it was yesterday
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