Well i made some mistakes
At least privately it takes
And here's another one

And i said "it would be okay"
"but that's a lie, man"
I mean...

"hey we're all dying... young!"
Now it's all reality...
But it's more like a terrifying dream

And i'm serious!
It's either whiskey, or a bong,
Or a car crash, or a bomb

I'm serious!
It's the only thing i think
When i wake up in my bed

With my stomach churns
As these pages turn
Is the world's burnin'

Or is it only in my head?

On a screen on a tv

On a scene in front of me
With all the white woods n the static
And the static n the screams

This is war, this is death
This is really very bad
On the winning side, the winning side,

The winning side, the winning side

And i'm sick of the train

Over brooklyn in the rain
All by myself
When it finally occurs to me

That all these people wanna be
Just some where... else
Like every day is just the last bit

To argue with your boss over a coffee break
Well it seems to me, i mean, want more dignity
Or i'm going to... break

Because the only thing i think
When he walks out on the street
He says, the sky falls

And you're duty calls man,
It takes some balls to be...
So i'll see


On a screen on a tv
On a scene in front of me

With all the white woods n the static
And the static n the screams
This is war, this in death

This is really very bad
On the winning side, the winning side
The winning side, the winning side

The right side, the right side
Oh the $%&^x you watch
When your parents cry

And it all falls away so quietly
When you wake up to reality...


A reality?
What's reality? what's reality? what's reality?
You don't $%&^$%&^x break!


Well i got a brother in iraq
I got no way to get him back

Like all those people in the sands,
Buried in afghanastan
I got a child in a crib

I got a father in a bed
I got no pills
I got no skittles

I know i do what i did
I just wonder every second
As they wheel the !@$(s by

Are we living?
Are we dreaming?
Are we winning?
Were we dying?
In a cloud of dust

In a mushroom burst,
In a series of deaths,
As the agents burst?
Or all alone in a hospital bed?
Wondering what we

Might of done instead...
With a lifetime...
A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime
A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime
A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime

With a good attitude,
Yeah we did our job
But can you tell me,
Exactly what was our job?
Well i'm still stuck

With this body of mine
Well, were you inside
When a militant died?
I hope you choke!
I... own... your... life!