Who was a child no more
Slaughtered visions of carnage
Screams in the night of more
The hands in time not dealt in kind
For his mind still lived the war
No hope from the government dope
No understanding of where he'd been before
No sunny day could uncover what lay
Of Timmy's mind for the oath he'd swore
Parts of children flung to and fro
Friends no more you used to know
Body parts everywhere you go
Your mind has snapped and just let go
No one tries to tell you no
Your as far away as you can go
Your not Timmy any more you know
He never made it home from the war and so
The gun was an easy place to go
For the ending of the picture show
The kid they cloned called Timmy
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