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When you get home I initiated this
When you get home I had this urge
I won't shed tears when you get home
(This is a Soma Beats Production) for me

Hey Little One, I promise I'll be back
I'll hold on until I can see you again
Swear to me that your letter will always reach my quarters
Because if I don't receive it, I won't stand tall

Everything is fine around here, or at least that's what I have to believe
And hell is not eternal, says the General
But it feels eternal to me to wait longer
Fighting in a war that locks up innocents screaming for freedom

I'll pay the price if what we have breaks
For the time I'm not with you, I feel lost
I fear more for you than for being here
I promise the worst part of this is not fighting
But not touching your body

When I feel the wind hitting my face
I remember the wind coming through the window
When we're in bed, I feel flying is easier
And I think I'll fly soon because I'll be with you soon

When you get home I initiated this
When you get home I had this urge
I won't shed tears when you get home
(This is a Soma Beats Production) for me

I write to you with blood and poverty in my gaze
If I tell you there's nothing that makes me smile
Send a letter, send a message, send a song
Your mail is called illusion in this prison

I write to you with blood and poverty in my gaze
If I tell you there's nothing that makes me smile
Send a letter, send a message, send a song
Your mail is called illusion, it's called illusion

(This is a Soma Beats Production) (Beats)
I initiated this, will see you
When you back safe with me