Young, awake and disturbed On the run from the world (Runnin’ for my life Runnin’ for my) Wicked’s on every corner Every day is a warzone (All they do is lie All they do is lie)
At night I reach for safer grounds And dream about a place Where rain is soft At times I want to raise the dead Bring them to their doorstep saying
We’re not soldiers We’re not soldiers We’ll be comin’ for ya Comin’ for ya We’re not soldiers We’re not soldiers We’ll be comin’ for ya Comin’ for ya
One bullet for my mother My sister and brother (Don’t push me out of line Push me out of) Give my life to a stranger My blood on their paycheck (Don’t push me out of line Push me out of)
I wrote this tragic symphony So take a seat and please enjoy the show (Oh we know, you’ll stay home) Don’t you worry, we will play it Loud enough for you to hear that
We’re not soldiers We’re not soldiers We’ll be comin’ for ya Comin’ for ya We’re not soldiers We’re not soldiers We’ll be comin’ for ya Comin’ for ya
We’re not soldiers We’re not soldiers We’ll be comin’ for ya Comin’ for ya
We’re not soldiers We’re not soldiers We’ll be comin’ for ya Comin’ for ya We’re not soldiers We’re not soldiers We’ll be comin’ for ya Comin’ for ya
We’re not soldiers We’re not soldiers We’ll be comin’ for ya Comin’ for ya