We woke up as men, but tonight
Tonight we'll sleep as k**ers
As we break the cryptic morning
With a bullet and a prayer
The steel never seemed more cold and agile than now
And life never seems less vital and fragile
With a heart that's beating louder than my own
I watch a girl they call Kezia
I watch a woman that I know
My hopes and my own future blindfolded
To atone (to atone) for a sin I didn't care for
But a sin that paid my debts
A sin that fed my children
And burned my smiles and cigarettes
And no one ever said that hope would be so beautiful
And no one ever said I'd have to pull the trigger, on her
Five soldiers, forever sedated with the
"No one's responsible" pathological drama
Of our social justice dribble, dribble, dribble...
Her tiny steps
(Resurrect)
Tell lies
(A static lifetime)
The choice
(To starve)
I have
(To d**h)
To make
(My own mistakes)
Pull the screaming trigger
Watch your carca** bleed me dry
Or drop the gun
And try to shake away the blindfold from your eyes
Drop the gun, drop the gun
Drop the gun, drop the gun
Sin I didn't care for
But a sin that paid my debts
A sin that fed my children
And burned my smiles and cigarettes
Sin I didn't care for
But a sin that paid my debts
A sin that fed my children
And burned my smiles and cigarettes