The Airborne Toxic Event Lyrics
11. The Winning Side
Well I made some mistakes At least privately it takes And here's another one And I said "it would be okay" "But that's a lie, man" I mean.. "Hey, we're all dying.. young!!" Now it's all reality.. but it's more like a terrifying dream And I'm serious!! It's either whiskey, or a bong, or a car crash, or a bomb I'm serious!! It's the only thing I think When I wake up in my bed With my stomach churns, as these pages turn Is the world burnin' Or is it only.. in my head?? On a screen on a tv On a scene in front of me With all the white woods n the static And the static n the screams This is war, this is death, this is really very bad On the winning side, the winning side, The winning side, the winning side And I'm sick of the train Over Brooklyn in the rain All by myself When it finally occurs to me.. That all these people wanna be Just some where.. else Like every day is just the last bit To argue with your boss over a coffee break Well it seems to me, I mean, want more dignity Or I'm going to.. break Because the only thing I think When he walks out on the street He says, the sky falls And you're duty calls man, It takes some balls to be So I'll see.. On a screen on a tv On a scene in front of me With all the white woods n the static And the static n the screams This is war, this in death. this is really very bad On the winning side, the winning side The winning side, the winning side The right side, the right side Oh the shit you watch When your parents cry And it all falls away so quietly When you wake up to reality.. A Reality?? What's reality?? What's reality?? What's reality?? YOU DON'T FUCKING BREAK!! Well I got a brother in Iraq I got no way to get him back Like all those people in the sands, Buried in Afghanistan I got a child in a crib I got a father in a bed I got no pills I got no skills I know I do what I did I just wonder every second Every minute that passes by Are we living?? Are we dreaming?? Are we winning?? Were we dying.. In a cloud of dust In a mushroom burst In a series of deaths As the agents burst?? Or all alone in a hospital bed?? Wondering what we might of done instead?? With a lifetime.. A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime With a good attitude.. Yeah, we did our job But can you tell me, Exactly what was our job?? Well I'm still stuck With this body of mine Well were you inside, when a militant died?? I hope you choke.. On.. Your.. Lies!!
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