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Thanks flight 93
September 11th is a day all will remember
just as knowing it is three months from december
When the towers fell, my mouth hit the floor
And everybody wanted to run for the door
They couldn't move, frozen like stone
I knew then I wasn't alone
My body trembling, heart racing
I couldn't help but think about the next war we were chasing
Could this be the one, the Apocalypse I mean
The biggest war of all war's I have ever seen
Panic in New York, and Washington DC
Could have been a third, but not thanks to flight 93
They had the chance to take the terrorists out
Heading for the White House there is NO DOUBT
Flight 93 crashed in the middle of a field
Once the attack started they didn't yield
Took them out one by one
But nobody survived after it was said and done.
Our troops are war, we want them home now
They are coming slowly, someway, somehow
We've killed Saddam, and Osama
get them home fucking Obama
just as knowing it is three months from december
When the towers fell, my mouth hit the floor
And everybody wanted to run for the door
They couldn't move, frozen like stone
I knew then I wasn't alone
My body trembling, heart racing
I couldn't help but think about the next war we were chasing
Could this be the one, the Apocalypse I mean
The biggest war of all war's I have ever seen
Panic in New York, and Washington DC
Could have been a third, but not thanks to flight 93
They had the chance to take the terrorists out
Heading for the White House there is NO DOUBT
Flight 93 crashed in the middle of a field
Once the attack started they didn't yield
Took them out one by one
But nobody survived after it was said and done.
Our troops are war, we want them home now
They are coming slowly, someway, somehow
We've killed Saddam, and Osama
get them home fucking Obama
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