Boys of Bravo Co

In your mind, you wanna cry

Because you never know when you may die.

Riding around, same old shit

Click-clack, bang..you're hit.

You could've gone left, you could've gone right

But you didn't, now I'm losing my sight.

I feel the warm blood rush over my face

Just to realize this is my burial place.

I do not fear death, there's only one thing I consider a crime

If only I had five minutes, to tell my family I love them

I wish only, I had more time.