His kind of love
Sees the attacker and lashes out
Thinking that the arm's already broke
And the cast's a good weapon
The pain's irrelevant
His kind of love
Knows bullets can cause damage
Even when stopped by a vest
So he steps in front of the blinking light
On his partner's chest
His kind of love
Looks out the window at his playing kid
Prays for more speed to beat the car
Sprinting to save his precious child
Who chased a ball into the street
His kind of love
Sees his buddy stepped on a grenade
And instead of running or getting safe
Dives on top, trying desperately
To knock him out of the way
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