Soldier

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Tomi Owó] Another day, another dawn, and you rise to the morning See the sun high up where it belongs, but to you it's a warning 'cause at first light the battle begins Every step to numb your patience In the now or never, will you run or surrender? And this is your fight, your honor Whenever you're ready, wander Fire under your feet, don't let it bring it to your knees This is your fight, you honor Whenever you're ready, wander Frontline for God and country For love and family [Chorus: MI Abaga & Tomi Owó] Lift your head soldier Pick your head up solider, don't cry Lift your hеad soldier Pick your head up solider, don't cry [Verse 2: MI Abaga] Hmm, yеah They tell us boys don't cry, but they don't tell us why So when tears start to fill up my eyes, I wanna hide We talk about it like it's a badge of honor, or pride But guess who is the leading victims of suicide? It's young men who don't know the way to emote Could be dealing with stress, or his heart could be broken All this hurdle, it starts partly when fathering Now we're fathers, we'd carven them into hard men just starving for hope And now the world is changing rapidly, happily, I embrace it But learning how to be a good man is proving evasive See toxic masculinity in it we all will suffer But all I know is be tougher to feed and protect my lover And yeah, It's what I was taught that I must be And honestly, I wanna be better but promise me That you can show me how it will not punish or tarnish me It's no laughing matter, no comedy I'm asking for a friend Yeah [Chorus: M.I Abaga & Tomi Owó] Lift your head soldier Pick your head up solider, don't cry Lift your head soldier Pick your head up solider, don't cry (Soldier, don't cry, soldier, don't cry) [Verse 3: MI Abaga] This is for the fathers, the husbands, the soldiers, the workers The young men tryna to be good to find purpose in a world telling you to be strong or else you're worthless There's hurt that we've brought to earth just to scratch the surface I asked ten of my female friends to share their lens To tell me what's it like to be them, to get a sense Six of them had been raped and all ten had been assaulted I halted, I couldn't believe how we have faulted Nighty five percent of crimes and loss of lives are by us We' the killers, we the cults, the gangs, the cops, the serial murderers We' the ones at night, making the world unsafe And what we need is a sun for light I'm penning this, hoping that when you reminisce We can start from the genesis Every man should be feminist Fighting to make the world a better place I know it's hard I see you cover your tears But what you gon' do about those scars? Yeah [Chorus: M.I Abaga & Tomi Owó] Lift your head soldier (Who gon' cry for me? Who gon' ride for me?) Pick your head up solidier, don't cry (The world so hard on me. So who gon' cry for me?) Lift your head soldier (Who gon' cry for me? Who gon' ride for me?) Pick your head up solidier, don't cry (The world so hard on me. So who gon' cry for me?)