Where will we draw the fucking line?
When we cannot take this now
Sick of the bloody taste of war
Arsenic in my lungs, burns inside of me
Take my fucking life, shred it all away
An end of death and disparity
Cut our losses, sell away our lives
Drive out our sons to their final rest
Sharpened razor through my chest
Burns inside of me
Burn away these fears
Cover these wounds with your warmth
Wear their bones as armour