Battlefield Red

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lyrics

I'm in the trenches with the missiles and the hand grenades
i hear the bullets whistling the wind across my face
seven corpses line the floor from foreign forces
everything that i had ever known had suddenly seemed unimportant
bloody skies i hear the cries of fallen family
they said some wouldn't last a minute, blasting while the clique diminished
faster than a pastor finish, nastier than rotten spinach
..I'm in a daze i catch my grip because my head is spnning
but I aint skid dish so i processed what I witness
even though the gory images are with me every single minute
thats my life… pass the knife
an enemy combatant tried to grab me so I had to slice

we in a war from shore to shore aint nothing glorious
i be so discontent no longer know what glory is
bombs dropping, heads popping off their body
suicidal kamikaze- no one is victorious

we were victorious warriors sent on voyages
judgement errors lead to terror friends turn in to pallbearers
and I'm shackled to my past,
shrapnel penetrate my skin cleanly like a piece of glass
i got a couple homeless homies looking hella boney
knew a dude name Kony owed a lone he couldn't pay it back
he need it a hit crack- now he's food to rats
.. found him sleeping just last weekend bullet in his fucking back
thats' how it goes.. veterans rocking your clothes
thrift store copped got pneumonia from the freezing cold
PTSD shell shocked no insurance
cancer ridden cigarrete smoker with electrolarynx
fell for the idiotic patriotic propaganda
simple minded oversight black and white just like a panda
battlefield red, dead bodies in my head
shed a tear for fallen brothers, hardly recognize each other


we in a war from shore to shore aint nothing glorious
i be so discontent no longer know what glory is
bombs dropping, heads popping off their body
suicidal kamikaze- no one is victorious

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from Pariah LP, released March 31, 2017
Prod. by Chris Ruben

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