• every single morning
    i wake to the same abuse
    all this hate im storing
    is helping tie this noose

    they never told me this
    all the things ive seen
    in my mind its bliss
    makes me want to scream

    i was promissed a pritty penny
    taught me to be staunch and brittle
    but i have killled so many
    and helped so little

    i was sent here to save
    the old and the young
    they told me to be brave
    the first time i raised my gun

    now i hear the voices
    of the people i hurt
    i wasnt given many choices
    when i was thrown to the dirt

    i was at such alarm
    just me versing three
    only now i no they ment me no harm
    oh why did it happen to me...