I don't feel free
I don't feel like me
How could it be

I want to die
I want to fly
I'm that guy

A funeral of no tears
Not even from my peers
Just snide remarks and leers

There were too few
To fill one pew
And I didn't see you

I'm not worth it
Just someone upon you spit
It feels like my hearts been bit

So whether heaven or hell
I'll wish you well
Afterall, my death was under your spell

Is the place where I have grown
The place I call my home
Others fear the friend zone

My every steady glare
At morons I must bear
For her its that I care

I'll stay here
To keep away her fear
And to wipe away a tear

I'm her best friend
Till the end
Too worthy to be a boyfriend

If I die in a warzone
Box me up and send me home
Put my medals on my chest
Tell my mom I did my best
Tell my dad not to bow
There'll be no tension with me now
Tell my brother to study perfectly
The keys to my bike his permanently
Tell my sis not to be upset
Her brother will not rise from this sunset
Tell my love not to cry
I'm a soldier born to die

On my knees in prayer
I feel full of despair
Does God even care
Watching my life tear

But before you spite the Lord
Listen to my word
I'll be Very forward

People pray
Everyday
Some are straight
Others are gay

Some pray for riches
Others pray for *******

A truly special prayer
Is made in the middle of nowhere
By a brave yet scared soldier
Who's family is his care

God Will protect.
A soldier has respect
His prayers to never neglect

God knows our stories.
He knows our worries.
But even God has priorities

It's late At night
I don't feel alright
It's like he is here beside me
I don't know how that could be

I thought I had so long
I guess I was really wrong
With his skeleton hands
His Flaming head band

Hello death my old friend
You said you'd greet me at the end
Why so soon?
Was I such a goon?

I finally see your soulless eyes
You look at me with despise
I see how you eternally cry
When each soul must say good bye

Life was overrated
But death is poorly stated
I don't see a heaven
I don't see a hell
Might want to wish me well.

I see those who passed
Those who didn't last
Those for who I cared
Those who feelings i had shared

the last of the living
The last of the thinking
The last of the being

Because that's what we are
we are the last

Let's have a toast
For he who's boast
Is heard all down the coast

Let's give some Cheers
For the girl with no tears
With more men then she has years

One last decree
For the greedy
Consuming in their misery

Three shouts

Vanity!
Adultery!
Gluttony!

We put our boys on the ground
Enemies all around
Shooting their rounds

Get in cover!
They said to each other
To wait till it was over

Such a death toll
Mothers heart with empty hole
Was not a real goal

Stop the bleeding
Quit receding
no retreating

Man made
serenade
Watch out
Grenade!