And can't nobody tell me otherwise.
It builds a great man up,
All the while planning his great demise.
See, it's a crafty little fucker.
From the moment you're born you've lost.
You may win the lottery, or find a cure to AIDS, but believe you me, when the time comes, you lose.
Happiness can only last for a season.
Pain endures without reason.
Hearttache cums and goes..
Like a man.
We run from the truth as fast as we can.
Blinding our own eyes,
Deafening our own ears.
Hiding behind lies, religion, education and fear.
Don't you dare
Drop that tear.
Get yo ass over here!
Chin up!
Shoulders back!
Now aren't you lucky? ...
Picked for the draft.
Fight to the death.
And while you breathe your last breath,
You smile ans hake your head,
'Cuz that fucker won again.
What are we fighting for?
What is war?

while we beg for more
Like a cheap dirty whore,
Who bangs on the mirror
In hopes of shattering what she sees.
But gets back on her knees
'Cuz that the hand life dealt her.
Life lines up the soldiers.
Life sends them overseas.
Whithout the slightest clue as to why.
Why they fight,
And why they die,
And why they see the things they see.
They're army strong.

They go home.
And again life has won.
'Cuz when it's all said and done,
Home turned out to be just a house.
A house in a city somewhere in some state,
In the land of the free and the home of the brave.
God bless America?
God fucked America.
We sit on our asses,
Watching TV
Oh what fun to live in the land of the free.
Life is a bitch.
Nothing else to be said.
This beautiful country,
Full of hatred and dread.
For some,
Life is served on a big silver platter.
But eventually, it falls..
And the silver, it shatters...
Life don't like nobody.
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