Hill I Will Die On

Some have fought battles in fields full of cattle And some have waged war out at sea Some in militias and some with malicious intent Some men just want to be Free from oppression, and so their aggression Is worn like a badge on their sleeve Some have fought battles from desks in Seattle And some have waged war on the street Guess this is the hill I will die on I woke up this morning, put my suit and tie on Walked down to the bus that I ride on The air felt so still, I guess this is the hill I guess this is the will I will write on The back of this bill with my pen as my quill And I hope you'll still love me when I'm gone The air felt so still, I guess this is the hill I will Mm-na, mm-na-na-na Mm-na, mm-na-na-na Some fight with rifles and some use the Bible And some use a shield and a knife Some author libel, which sometimes goes viral And ruin an innocent life Leaves an impression and teaches no lesson And leads to regression and strife Some fight to stifle and some 'cause it's primal And some 'cause they're sure that they're right Guess this is the hill I will die on I woke up this morning, put my suit and tie on Walked down to the bus that I ride on The air felt so still, I guess this is the hill I guess this is the will I will write on The back of this bill with my pen as my quill And I hope you'll still love me when I'm gone The air felt so still, I guess this is the hill I will die on Mm-na, mm-na-na-na Mm-na, mm-na-na-na Die on Mm-na, mm-na-na-na Mm-na, mm-na-na-na Some fight with rifles and some use the Bible And some use a shield and a knife Guess this is the hill I will die on I woke up this morning, put my suit and tie on Walked down to the bus that I ride on The air felt so still, I guess this is the hill I guess this is the will I will write on The back of this bill with my pen as my quill And I hope you'll still love me when I'm gone The air felt so still, I guess this is the hill I will die on Mm-na, mm-na-na-na Mm-na, mm-na-na-na Die on Mm-na, mm-na-na-na Mm-na, mm-na-na-na