Tin Man

Hey soldier, marching down the road Poor soldier, little would we know Dead soldier, where would you of gone Little soldier, why'd you have to go Packed into a stairway which leads nowhere Fall into the void and scream but no ones there Choose your battles wisely as you are simply a tin man in hell Hey soldier, this is where we'll meet Hey soldier, this is where we'll greet Poor soldier, tore apart his chest Dead soldier, heaven is his friend Packed into a stairway which leads nowhere Fall into the void and scream but no ones there Choose your battles wisely as you are simply a tin man in hell You seem so out of sorts Didn't you get the memo We all are bound to fry A soldier, marching in the clouds A soldier, doing what he's told Dead soldier, doesn't have a soul Packed into a stairway which leads nowhere Fall into the void and scream but no ones there Choose your battles wisely as you are simply a tin man in hell Choose your battles wisely as you are simply a tin man in hell