| Beware, who’s that man standing by himself?
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| He walks the line between life and death
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| Pay his price and he’ll do anything
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| Anywhere, he does not care
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| He’ll never let you get too close to him
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| You see his eyes, realize
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| The man’s a soldier of fortune
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| He goes to places only he can tell
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| He just don’t run, he’s made his hell
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| You’re lucky you don’t have to share his fate
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| 'Cause all he sees is decieivery
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| He knows that every passing face he sees
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| Could very well be his defeat
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| The man’s a soldier of fortune
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| The man’s a soldier of fortune
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| Soldier of fortune
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| He might, he might
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| Soldier of fortune
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| You’re on the run tonight
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| You’re on the run tonight
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| Soldier of fortune
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| Do you like your life?
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| Soldier of fortune
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| You’re on the run tonight
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| He goes to bed and dreams of cloudy skies
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| A dream is all he needs, he cries
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| And if the sun will shine too bright today
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| He closes his eyes, pretends it’s great
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| He wonders if there’ll ever come a time
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| To leave behind those needless cries
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| The man’s a soldier of fortune
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| He’s real
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| The man’s a soldier of fortune
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| He’s real, yeah, he’s real
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| The man’s a soldier of fortune
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| When he’s real, he’s real, oh he’s real, ooh |