| In war, combat is so heavily prepared for
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| Returning home is something no one is really there for
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| Half the team is gone, and the half that makes it home
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| They gotta deal with the terrorism, in their skull
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| But there’s a cure the government likes to hit them with
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| Prescribing promises and pills
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| But the side effects is no sleep, no peace
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| Looking for reasons for living as the war moves on
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| America. |
| The System.
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| Reintegrate me, you made me a killer
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| Like you could trade me for everything I’ve lost
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| And look how you made me make me
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| Think about me taking my own life
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| When I remember what went down
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| And you say that I’m the reason for the freedom of this land
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| So I land in their backyard, I’ve got your rifle in my hand, and
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| They defend themselves, you know of course I do the same, so
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| We go kill each other while you go about your day
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| Reintegrate me, you made me a killer
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| Like you could trade me for everything I’ve lost
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| And look how you made me make me
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| Think about me taking my own life
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| When I remember what went down
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| And I don’t sleep at night and I will never be the same
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| And my wife is terrified by these details I can’t explain
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| And my soul is beat to shit and half my friends are dead and gone
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| For all these fucking games you play, we pay the price with our own blood
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| Reintegrate me, you made me a killer
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| Like you could trade me for everything I’ve lost
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| And look how you made me make me
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| Think about me taking my own life
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| When I remember what went down
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| Put a warrior in hell, now he’s finally back
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| With images in his brain of every damn attack
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| Every bomb, every friend that’s never coming home
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| Every innocent life taken, for reasons unknown
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| Then we abandon them, the same ones that did all the killing
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| We no longer deal with them, just their spouses and children
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| And the memories in their head from every damn mission
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| And the war moves on America
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| The System
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| Reintegrate me, you made me a killer
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| Like you could trade me for everything I’ve lost
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| And look how you made me make me
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| Think about me taking my own life
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| When I remember what went down |