Imperial bodybags, coming home in dribs and drabs

Life is numbers, with doggy tags

Filled with holes and coming back

So come on up the sky?

Can't make out this line very well

Never had a chance to wave goodbye

Thrown away and unhappy

Driven by hypocracy

Nothing's finished it just fades away

Like a lover who has lost her faith

Nothing's finished it just fades away

Fades away

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Children wrapped in home-made flags

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Children wrapped in home-made flags

And here we love the kids

We're still human like everyone else

I have no idea what this line is at all

Stuck in school

Always willing to stick by the rules

Nothing's finished it just fades away

Like a lover who has lost her faith

Nothing's finished it just fades away

Fades away

Fades away

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Children wrapped in homemade flags

Imperial bodybags, prom queen disposible

Children wrapped in homemade flags

Imperial bodybags, prom queen disposible

Children wrapped in homemade flags

Imperial bodybags, prom queen disposible

Children wrapped in homemade flags