Michael Penn - Walter Reed
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I'm the walking wounded And I'd say it to your face But I can't find my place. So tell me now, what more do you need? Take me to Walter Reed tonight. Baby, I've lost the will for fighting Over everything And there's a few things I gotta say. Make no mistake, I'm mad 'Cause every good thing I had Abandoned me. A sad and lonesome me. |
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- Walter Reed
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