Wars, Fighting, Shooting, Killing
Is what we have adapted too
Invasion into the Middle East
Let me introduce you to the American Beast
Dead bodies lay as we scratch days off our calendars
Not noticing how much this fighting really matters
It affects me, you, you, and you
And over in the Middle East too
Friends and families not able to take that flight back
Start over and get a normal life on track
Seeing a dead body is no joke
To them it is, most sit back take a break and light up a smoke
They say â??We are fighting for our countryâ??
But thatâ??s at the prices of thousands of dead bodies
One dead body equals one drop of oil
One plus one equals two parents watching their child being buried in the soil
One bullet equals one innocent child
Thousands of bullets equal thousands of children being piled for thousands of miles
Left, Left, Left, Right, Left
Can you hear the command from the man?
Puppets following the political death chant
Left, Left, Left, Right, Left
Gunshots make me cry every night
Every day I see Red, White and Blue in sight
Mom and Dad imprisoned from the mean men who fight
I see a man who says you can be what you want to be
That I canâ??t believe, because those mean men choose the path for me
I am a trained killer bred to stand up for my land
This gun I carry has been sewed into my hands
Tears fall from my face
Tears running from the fear just like a race
A race to the happiness we cannot see
Life flashing through my mind, realizing my path is set for me
Each bullet in the holster is a credit to my name
This War is reality NOT A GAME
The war isnâ??t won
Because this war has just begun
Troops grab the gun, stay away kids and pick up the pen
Donâ??t allow yourself to get involved in this violent sin
Treating war as a competition, which one is going to win?
Suicide bombings donating their bodies to Hades
Sacrificing themselves to Gods who is an uncertain maybe
What has the world come too?
Kids following adults, kidâ??s grab the gun, the adult tells them let me show you
Babies are born with their fingers set for the trigger
Starting with a .22 and work their way bigger
None of this makes sense
War over making a few cents
9/11 was the start, but when is the finish?
Greed for the present, but the future they diminish
Left, Left, Left, Right, Left
Can you hear the command from the man?
Puppets following the political death chant
Left, Left, Left, Right, Left
What do you know about a hard life?
Going through the fights and strife being threatened by the gun and knife
All because we are this race doesnâ??t make it easier
I pray to god each day that he take me from here
Every morning I wake with a fear
Every night I sleep by the tears
They say we are the future, but I donâ??t want to be
Because more fears and tears I can see
Thatâ??s why every day I try to flee from this L-I-F-E
