(Get this fucking blood off of my hands)
I never wanted this
Nobody asked me
I'm just an insect
(Get this fucking blood off of my hands)
I'm not a part of this
It's not an accident
You're the terrorist
(Get this fucking blood off of my hands)
I've never known peace
The bodies fill streets
How dare you ask me
(Get this fucking blood off of my hands)
And with our last breath
We wish you slow death
For all the misery
This is what they planned to happen straight out from the go
First they say they're here to build and then they fucking don't
Pretend that you're a human just to kill you with a drone
With all the lies they told they stole and built a bastard throne
They combed the hills for heroin and then they sent it home
They switch their uniform and then disperse it in the zone
And shoot you in the back because you know
One hundred thousand children scarred and scared to go to sleep
Two trillion fucking dollars just to prove that you are weak
Contrive an endless crisis then they cut until we bleed
I swear that hell is closer than it seems