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Sister Militia

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Swallowing pride, sister militia is secretly rushing Out of your sight, out of your mind Of your cat calls and touching Too much too much too much too much She tries to be something And put it all on the line, all on the line, all or nothing Sister, sister militia Oh how, oh how I've missed ya Blame me, but I still wished ya Would save me, sister militia Holding the trench, nothing but stench Fills the air that she's hunting Too many pricks, thinking they're slick With they're grunting and lusting She picks them off night after night, her bayonet thrusting And dumps your guts on the line, praying the rats are not coming Sister, sister militia Oh how, oh how I've missed ya Blame me, but I still wished ya Would save me, sister militia Run it.