Die On My Way
by Dennis Fulfer
And now I make my way
in this desolate place
as the sand blows all around me
I don’t know who i am
At odds with myself
caught between the killer and man
As the rounds start to fly
and my friends start to die
have to ask you my friend...
If i die on my way,
will you send her my love
if i die on my way
hanging on for one more moment
I breathe as much as i can
This may be the last thing i say to you
Oh, God just take me home!
As the rounds start to fly
and my friends start to die
have to ask you my friend...
if i die on my way,
will you send her my love
If i die on my way

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