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Into the cold wind |
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A solo flight |
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Eyes on the heads up |
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Radar source in sight |
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Crossin' the border at Rafha |
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He kills the lights |
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Straight into combat |
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One lone hero flies |
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Fatal strike |
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Why won't they lay it down |
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It's a fatal strike |
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They never saw him coming |
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Rechecks his heading |
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And the fuel he's got |
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Eyes on the crosshairs |
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GBUs are hot |
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Closing the target |
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His heart races |
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Max range high |
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Laser is locked on |
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He drops and banks it high |
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Fatal strike |
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Why won't they lay it down |
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It's a fatal strike |
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They never saw him coming |
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The night erupts in |
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A storm of fire |
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Hot metal tracers |
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Wingman holding tight |
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Makin' it out undetected |
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And homeward bound |
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Nighthawk heroes |
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Racing through the sky |
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Fatal strike |
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Why won't they lay it down |
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It's a fatal strike |
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They never saw him coming |
