29 March 2013

The Trauma of Truth


Partial parenting plan presents a presence of poverty
Grew up over dosing on addiction, we only fear sobriety
The children you left behind forgotten inside of your memories
The ones with compassion taught from post-traumatic injuries
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To feel freedom just a honest man's last request
No blue skies within dreams just reminders of death
Fight ‘til our last sane breath before we're laid to eternal rest
War marries you to murder split only by death in a post-traumatic manifest
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Sign the documents and give your life to your government
War turns teenagers to tragedy, homicide is never heroic
We went from hero to hungry, homeless and jail time spent
Soldiers not entitled to entitlements, fuck you too Mr. President
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You won’t find sportsmanship anywhere on the battleground
You’ll see angels to be, sleeping 6 feet dead lost never to be found
If a man screams for mercy, you don't ever forget that sound
Far from atheist but don't bow to a god who couldn't be around
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Instead of pumping veterans full of therapy, bull shit and pills
No more containment of compassion, we can't teach a tyrant with our tears
Hand our president a rifle he'll learn what a veteran carries after he kills
Control our own country project peace to a president through a veterans fears
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Sole responsibility for actions I regret and lies I believed
Cried many tears and begged for death, an eye for an eye achieved
Freedom isn't free when war has a cost, hope those tyrants have the receipt
If you take my peoples freedom then take this advice "don't fall asleep"