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Lyrics
Im not your pinata
To beat with a stick
Im not the candle
With no wick
Im not that blind man
Pissing in the wind
Finding out
It all comes back to you
Now legends molded from myths
Real stories from the real heroes
Everyday twenty four seven
They know no fear
Danger seems invincible
To these people who serve
Volunteers or employed
They are the world to all
In your time of need
Whether you beg or plead
Details
GeneratedMar 9, 2026
Duration2:00
LanguageEnglish
Style
Rock Blues guitar drums bongos deep bass make danceable groove Three minutes song
Credits
Prompt by
SpnksterNoVb67
SpnksterNoVb67ModelAria v5
