My life is brillant, My love is pure.
And the one job my father knew of, that he'd had experience of himself, was the Army, so he could help me in that direction.
I'm screaming at the top of my voice
War is devastating, and it leaves its scars for generations.
To come home and share life experiences with friends is the key to what makes me feel really alive.
I write, "Give me reason but don't give me choice, because I'll make the same mistake again." I think that's what most men want to be told.