do you know how it feels to be down in the dirt with a bullet in your breast and blood on your shirt lying in a bloodpool down in a pit covered with the corpse and the blood and the shit how does it feel to have a gun at your head when you know that you'd be much better off dead looking right down through the barrel of a gun don't try to tell me that you think it's fun praying for your mercy don't say you see the light what diffrence does it make if the good lord's right at the end of the war the survivors are none b'cos a war is a loss a war can't be won you're just another soldier and you're doing the dying you're a symbol of a nation so boy stop crying hero of a war such a man so brave a medal's worth nothing when you're lying in your grave do you know the pain marching into history marching into war can you feel the shame marching into misery you function as a whore 5 o'clock in the morning and they shout out your name but they don't really carecos you all look the same now this is the army and we train to kill out job is to give you that fighting will so get off your knees and stand straight like a man do I have to tell you twice to make you understand freedom has a price and that price is blood so chase the motherf**ker right down in the mud do you know..... warfair warfair warfair warfair ignore all your feelings just go all the way if you don't then death is the price you have to pay this ain't peace and love no man this is war don't even dare to ask what you're fighting for just search and destroy never question a lie you don't want to bite the bullet boy you don't want to die don't try to tell me that you couldn't kill a mna that's a load of f**king bullshit boy I know you can do you know.... Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
