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I don't do it for the money I don't do it for the fame I don't do it so I can see the bright lights Spell out my name But I'd be lyin' if I said I didn't wanna hear my songs On a jukebox in a jukebox kinda bar Guess I'm just another soldier Fightin' a war of art And I love the pretty girls and how they sway In rhythm when I play And I'll take a free cold beer everytime They set one on a stage And if that was the only reason why I do it Then why I do it wouldn't get me very far I guess you can't pick your battles When you fight the war of art It's hard to shine in a sky full of stars Still be who you are When you fight the war of art If a bullet was a song, and this guitar was a gun I'd knock 'em dead Letras de cancionesMost nights it feels like I'm the one Up here bleedin' red And I ain't tryin' to hurt nobody, I'm just hopin' that my broken Puts some hope in another broken heart Yeah, I'm just another soldier Fightin' a war of art It's hard to shine in a sky full of stars Still be who you are When you fight the war of art I don't do it for the money I don't do it for the fame From Letras Mania