i am tired of fighting, i am too old, i’ve seen too much
i am throwing down my weapon, i surrender, **** me if you must have blood
i don’t care anymore, i don’t remember what i am fighting for, i just want to go home.
put this war behind me, live to love, not to ****, not to die, for what purpose, for what god.
who will commemorate our battles, and those who have died just yesterday
who will remember our names, aspiration, dreams once we are dead
we are disposable, born to ****, then die, who cares, why care, we served your purpose
we are the pawns, expected to die for the greater good that we can not have
look at your lives, was it worth it, how do you honor Them, those who died, so you can live
