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Another day, another dawn, And you rise to the morning See the sun high up where it belongs But to you it's a warning 'Cause at first light, the battle begins Every step to numb your patience In the now or never Will you run or surrender? And this is your fight, your honour Whenever you're ready, wander Fire under your feet, Don't let it bring you to your knees This is your fight, your honour Whenever you're ready, wander Frontline for God and country For love and family Lift your head, soldier Pick your head up soldier, don't cry Lift your head, soldier Pick your head up soldier, don't cry Hmm, yeah They tell us, "Boys don't cry" But they don't tell us why So when tears starts to fill up my eyes, I wanna hide We talk about it like it's a badge of honour, our pride But guess who are the leading victims of suicide? It's young men who don't know the way to emote Could be dealing with stress or his heart could be broken All this hurdle, it's starts partly when fathering Now we're fathers, we'd carven them into hard men Just starving for hope And now the world is changing rapidly, happily, I embrace it But learning how to be a good man is proving evasive See toxic masculinity in it, we all will suffer But all I know is be tougher to feed and protect my lover And yeah, it's what I was taught that I must be And honestly I wanna be better, but promise me That you can show me how, and not punish or tarnish me It's no laughing matter, no comedy I'm asking for a friend, yeah Lift your head, soldier Pick your head up soldier, don't cry Lift your head, soldier Pick your head up soldier, don't cry (Soldier, don't cry, soldier, don't cry) This is for the fathers, the husbands, the soldiers, the workers The young men tryna to be good to find purpose In a world telling you to be strong or else you worthless This hurts that we've brought them to earth Just to scratch the surface I asked ten of my female friends to share they lens To tell me what's it like to be them, to get a sense Six of them had been raped, and all ten had been assaulted I halted, I couldn't believe how we are faulted 95 percent of crimes and loss of lives How 'bout us? We the killers, we the cult, the gangs, the cops, the serial murderers We the ones at night making the world unsafe And what we need is a son for light I'm penning this, hoping that when you reminisce We can start from the genesis, every man should be feminist Fighting to make the world a better place I know it's hard, I see you cover your tears But what you gon' do about those scars? Lift your head, soldier (yeah) Pick your head up soldier, don't cry Lift your head, soldier (who gon' cry for me? Who gon' ride for me?) Pick your head up soldier, don't cry (you work so hard on me) (So who gon' cry for me?) Lift your head, soldier (who gon' cry for me? Who gon' ride for me?) Lift your head up, soldier (you work so hard on me) (So who gon' cry for me?) Who gon' cry for me? Who gon' ride for me? You work so hard on me So who gon' cry for me? Lift your head soldier (don't cry, cry no more) Pick your head up soldier (don't cry, don't cry) Lift your head soldier (don't cry, don't cry, don't cry, don't cry)
Writer(s): Jude Lemfani Abaga Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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