At this rate I'll be...
By: Jonathon
At this rate I'll be...
Sworn in, worn out, mourning with nothing to talk about
Passed out on dreams, and the nation’s lack of doubt.
At this rate I'll be...
A super hero, saving all man kind from what’s not kind
Blind folding the blind, and actually SEE what they find
Over the ocean, and through the sand,
to Muslims house we go,
Meeting a man, in Afghanistan
that Buddha’s soon to know.
Turn the channel to different news stations,
with the same news to offer,
All of the 3rd world nations hating,
which triggers us to slaughter.
At this rate I'll be...
Hunting the most dangerous game, over across the pond
Shooting anything in sight, capturing on 10 mill. dollars bond
Criticizing Mr. President for all he's ever done wrong
Or staying home reading the obituaries, staying strong.
At this rate I'll be...
Floating in blood, covered in mud, my mind floods with thought
Fight for what you believe in, or so I've been taught,
They can say I don't believe,
But I sure as hell fought.
At this rate I'll be...
Warmed by my country’s flag,
above where I lay,
Not remembering who's "fag"
or those considered gay.
Seeing only the backs of eyelids
they close for the day,
I fought for what I believe in,
does it amount to what they say?
"I lay here dead today, all because of one stage and one man"
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