No ones born to be a warrior
No one born an average man
We made one or the other
And we try to understand
Try to understand

He will long for the feelings
Standin strong with his brothers before the enemy
He will miss the quiet pride
Of his men at his side as he leads them into victory

He can wash the warpaint off his face
And learn to love a bitter broken place
But nothing quite compares to the taste
He cant replace it no no no

No ones born to be a warrior
No one born an average man
We made one or the other
And we try to understand
Try to understand

Warrior warrior warrior
Warrior warrior warrior

The pain takes a backseat
For a cause with no applause
From his country
No service leaves him lesser
When he loses his suppressor
And the pain that comes is deafening

He can wash the warpaint off his face

And learn to love a bitter broken place

No ones born to be a warrior
No one born an average man
We made one or the other
And we try to understand
Try to understand

Warrior warrior warrior
Warrior warrior warrior
Warrior warrior warrior
Warrior warrior warrior

Were all born in hospitals from different states
To moms and dads who work and pray
That well be saved amazing grace
The chosen few get shipped away
For one more mile and one more day
To harvest souls and bear the weight
And reap the tax that must be paid

(Warrior warrior warrior)

No ones born to be a warrior
No one born an average man
We made one or the other
And we try to understand
Try to understand

Warrior warrior warrior
Warrior warrior warrior
Warrior warrior warrior
Warrior warrior warrior