O Brother Testo

O brother where are you? (Face forward and stop thinking.)
Do you admit regret in times of doubt? (We will think for you.)
A life of gun in hand, with a dedication to your land,
Inside out you❝ve shown it❝s not what life❝s all about.
No, we can not believe in what you said,
When your whole life❝s been a sacrifice mislead (mislead.)
But we still hold the pride.
When the gun smoke clears, we❝ll still salute you.
When you return by the tides,
We❝ll be here to see your life through.
I❝m confused and punctured,
My conscience is my only means of direction.
Did I sign up for suicide, of a saddened bride?
Three more years, no white picket fencing, and suffering a mental conviction.
Please, don❝t you think that now we will look down,
On a man who❝s realized what❝s true to him now? (to him now)
But we still hold the pride.
When the gun smoke clears, we❝ll still salute you.
When you return by the tides,
We❝ll be here to see your life through. (to see your life)
It❝s not giving up, it❝s seeing what else there❝s to see.
When you❝re soon set free, there is so much more than a camouflaged hell.
SO COCK THE GUN AND FIRE INTO THE EYES OF A GREAT DESIRE.
A fleeting destiny that is turned into what is considered to be normal.
And I❝m here for you.
No, we can not believe in what you said,
When your whole life❝s been a sacrifice mislead (mislead.)
But we still hold the pride.
When the gun smoke clears, we❝ll still salute you.
When you return by the tides,
We❝ll be here to see your life through.
But we still hold the pride.
When the gun smoke clears, we❝ll still salute you.
When you return by the tides,
We❝ll be here to see your life through.
We still hold the pride.
When the gun smoke clears, we❝ll still salute you.
When you return by the tides,
We❝ll be here to see your life through.
We still hold the pride.
When the gun smoke clears, we❝ll still salute you.
When you return by the tides,
We❝ll be here to see your life through.