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I’m shrouded in darkness

Slowly filling myself with doubt

I’m still feeling confused

Looking for an easy way out

Maybe I’m falling down

Staring up from this endless abyss

Still I don’t seem to care

So this is what they call being emotionless

And why should I give a damn

You say you’ll support me in anyway you can

Right

Try this

Don’t talk, Fight!!!

You have no clue

Of anything here

Or all the shit that I do

Take life

In its most pure form

Try strife

When you’re already completely worn

You’ll end up with what I have become

Nothing at all, just food for the worms

Not that it’s all that bad

I’ve seen the happiest of people

Live so shitty even the devil was sad

Living in filth

They all seem to be at peace

Having no guilt

When many die from their celebratory release

Let’s all grab our AK’s

And just shoot them up in the air

No shit it comes back down

You think they’re smart enough to care???

No

Not really

But don’t worry

It’s really all America’s fault

We’re the invading infidels

That brought this “modernized” country to a crashing halt

Modern my ass

They still have donkeys pulling carts

Now get this

Holy shit, they can’t set a bone

More or less perform surgery

On some poor bastards heart



Here’s some food for thought…



Why’d we have to teach them

The proper way to give birth to a child

When millions of their kids

Are in the streets just running wild

Begging for candy and money

If you have none, prepare for more rocks in the face

Hey check this out buddy

I have shoes on my feet, and I’m the disgrace???

I can’t be too rough

They’re not fully to blame

If it wasn’t for Saddam

It just wouldn’t be the same

I’ve been here a year too long

I’ve finally had enough of this crap

And all I smell is raw sewage

Every time I try to take a quick nap

You think I’m joking

Exaggerating or it’s just in my head???

Well believe me when I say it

If I had to live in this country

I’d rather be dead!!!