As a marine we are taught not to fear death.
To go through pain with obedience and discipline...

fate is cruel
we met...

You're down to your lucky
you put it to your lips and strike up that old...

on the other side of the world
I stand my post...

That storm is about to blow.
I cut off my anchor long ago...

We laid him away low
I cried today first time in years...

As I lie here away,
Thinking of what I should had done...

One day.
some where...

To find myself.
I get that feeling...

Some relationships in life are like tattoos.
You know it will hurt...

I told you had a twinkle in your eye
she said there's so much more to them than you...

was it a joke, if so it's not funny
yeh I’m away and I don’t make that much money...