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≠ Evelyn Wreckage - guitar, bass, vox
≠ Joel Nye - drums

≠ Casey Lewis - mixing, engineering and mastering

Copyright © 2011 Here Is The New There music

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Child Soldiers

When you can't go home / where can you go

This is a call for compassion 'cause who can blame child soldiers
for being child soldiers?
With a soft will so easy to break, children tragically make
child soldiers, child soldiers

Can you imagine your little boy
Taken by men who only seek to destroy
Stricken with fear, no way to escape
Shaking hands with the devil's child rebel gang
They hook him on drugs, they make him obey
They'll put a gun in his little hands and then they'll say

Pull the trigger, little soldier
pull the trigger, kid...this is war

Now imagine your little girl
dragged into that hellish world
Bleeding and torn, she quickly learns
better marry one before they all have their turn
They hook her on drugs, they make her obey
And when she starts having babies, they'll face the same

Pull the trigger, little soldier
pull the trigger, kid...this is war

When you can't go home / where can you go

Great pains are taken to rescue and undo the damage done to child soldiers, child soldiers
Target the people who indoctrinate and charge the people who train child soldiers, but not the child soldiers
little soldiers, dying soldiers
our little brothers, our baby sisters

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from Does Not Equal (​≠​), released September 18, 2012

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Evelyn Wreckage Calgary, Alberta

Evelyn Wreckage is your left hand man, your trial by fire, your conscientious objector, your internal clock, your compass in the dark, your believer in a burnt church, your prayer for the dying, your voice for the voiceless, your reflex in the crisis, your defender of innocents, and your last leaf stubbornly clinging to the branch even as the snow is falling.

But don't expect too much.
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