I saw you lying on the oceannWith your battleship next to menI'm not falling for your confusionnHateful staring back at menIts a WMD broken foreign policynCall out my number 192 and we'll seenIs that how i die, from an rpg?nFrom a man who could have been my friendnIf we had just wait to seenDie for an administration full of shitnPull the trigger and kill, for a god who doesn't existnAnd i'll supply, there's gotta be something elsenDon't back down its time to play your rolenIts a feat, your gun don't have a soulnyes my father tell that there's something elsenDon't back down its time to play your rolenIts a feat, your gun don't have a soulnYou can't live forever there's gotta be something elsenSins of the father sins of the sonnThe free world is dying the liars have wonnDon't you raise your voice to me