Lyrics: A Fallen Soldier

ow many many problems can one see
when a sick minded fuck goes on a killing spree
and then to think afterwords ohh thats me,
ohh fuck how the hell can this be
maybe that fucked up person is me.

Ohh shit im fucked anyone got pitty?

See a psychologist, biologist, better yet a psychiatrist,
when you get pist you narcissist,
Well yes tim you should probly know,
theres a problem boy, inside you hoe.

Understanding, i just may be,
but come on homie, your fucked up see,
how many people can
put up with this shit, you cant, i cant
not from a twit.

Man im crass, straight to your face, if your in the
military, your homelands biggest discrace,
to give you dignity that you dont deserve,
your fucking taliban in reserve.

go join the navy to commit suicide,
pretend its for the nation, so you have some pride,
get to iraq and finally get shot, and bow to Saddam
you treasonus fuck.

Its really too bad that you just cant see
your calousness has led to my incensitivity.

Guess thats the way life is dick,
you threaten weapons when you cant
put up with shit, deal,
everyone else does,
they dont have to make stories like clinton was.
your just like him, with less support,
your slimming down
to get action whore.

What can you say to the ones who care
the ones who would be morally fair,
instead you call them all a snitch,
just cause after all your the lieing bitch,

so thats what you are if you dont see
your getting pitty after fucking with me.

See a psychologist... before you get shot
by your own rifle in the face when your smokin
pot.
Or go on a Colorado rampage you
rejected nerd. Wait thats not original,
keep smokin pot, get shot, fall on the rock,
shipped off iraq, locked in a box, as you
die from blood clotts.

Well thats only one option with eyes
wide shut, you can fuck your life
and everyone elses up,