we'd been twelve years down so they rallied all around
and they offered up the boys to die
trading blood for money, selling flags and spining lies
and business getting better as the battle cries

its got nothing to do with you
its not a happy story
you wont see em running the numbers
but you'll see who gets the f___ing glory

urban epidemics always seem much more severe
when problems turn from black to white
and candle-coated vigils always seeming to sincere
atleast until the end of the night
they're selling flags and spinning lies while sending someone elses son's to die

theres always something to say
with a real f___ing price to pay
locked and loaded bullet in the back
cursed patriots

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