"W"ar Criminal
A Fallen Mind
Dear, Mr. President
I'm choking in the sand
Laying here in a pool of bloody
Just trying to understand
I'm fighting for their freedom
To give 'em your gift of relief
But every time I see you
I see nothing but a thief
My God! Bullets flying!
My God! People dying!
And you don't care!
Profiteering off the miserable
My God! Families crying!
My God! You're still lying!
You cut 'n run!
You are nothing but a war criminal!
Yesterday I saw the bodies of
A slaughtered man and wife
A caved in skull became his fate
From her throat stuck a knife
I tried to find the tears
But none fell on my face
And I felt with every stop loss
That I'll never leave this place
My God! Bullets flying!
My God! People dying!
And you don't care!
Profiteering off the miserable
My God! Families crying!
My God! You're still lying!
You cut 'n run!
You are nothing but a war criminal!
War crimes! War crimes! (Criminal)
War crimes! War crimes! (Criminal)
Dear, Mr. President
Do you think of me
When you're golfing with your friends?
When you curl up to go to sleep?
Is there something I can do
To make you become aware?
Cause I am not expendable
But you don't seem to care
My God! Bullets flying!
My God! People dying!
And you don't care!
Profiteering off the miserable
My God! Families crying!
My God! You're still lying!
You cut 'n run!
You are nothing but a war criminal!
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