My heart's a blood-stained mess;
a remainder of WW III, at best.
I've got stab wounds and bullet holes,
so many chunks that people stole.
It's love vs. hate today.
Are you ready to defend your way?
There's no choking or stuttering in war,
you have to know what you're fighting for.
So if I say f#ck the fight,
you think I won't make it through the night?
Well this situation's all gravy*.
It's the f#cking world against me;
I'm a neutral party the world won't tolerate,
I act on no side; I won't participate.
Forgive my lack of motivation,
but I lost my heart last competition.
Yeah, I fought for love and lost,
and my heart happened to be the cost.
So I fought for hate and I choked;
pure vile was shoved down my throat.
So here I stand, emotionless,
and you're saying that's why I'm a mess?
You go have your fun in your goddamn war,
just make sure you know what you're fighting for.
*It's all gravy = It's all good.
**Should I have it say "I GAVE UP" or "I GIVE UP"?
Also, I can't think of a good title...suggestions?
Thanks for reading -xxx-.
