Land of the forgortten
I stand alone in a sea full of enemies
A proud young marine
sent to protect the american dream
Behind enemy lines
I notice no one stops to even look at me
i try to fight
i try to shoot
But my fist and my bullets just go through
I try to run but i don't move
i try and speak but my tongue won't move
I long and wish to be set free
To eat the foods i loved to eat
to see loved ones I've longed to see
I but it seems they've all forgotten about me
they've moved on with their lives
guess there's no place for me
Im in the land of the forgotten
i just wished they'ed remember me
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