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Şarkı Sözleri Red, three, six, this is red, three, six, Charlie, over This is read, three, six, over Roger, we are taking automatic weapons fire from our right flank Dear God, what is it you will have me do? Dear God Dear God, what is it you will have me do? He watches them They don't look back He was chosen But he's getting old No one understands him He wants to be noticed Too late for regrets It's too late for regrets Nervous hands, a trembling heart Evil eyes, bloodstained hands Lost again, inside Wait till you catch me But then it's too late He just watches them They don't look back He was chosen But he's getting old, yeah He was chosen But now he's getting old He's watching them They don't look back He was chosen But he's getting old