THE CREDENTIALS LYRICS

"I Killed 122 Iraqis And All I Got Was This Lousy Engineering Degree"

Never should've turned on the news, but there's this kid in his fatigues
I'm only 25 and he's only 19
Rhetoric and beady eyes, I watched his cheap disguise implode
He ceased to speak, just salty cheeks across the screen
(I cannot help but think about these things)

Obliterated friends and endless dreams of hope
diazepam to steady hands, unaccustomed to the tasks of war
An 8-year-old with an rpg, blown to shit for god and country, mall and sitcom, sixpack and masculinity
Just a statistic stacked beneath one billion pages of bureaucracy, bleached and cleaned.
Back home minimum wages are crashing through the floor
Carbon monoxide and a garage door [4x]

Overseas the kids that called us 'faggots' are gunned down in the street
Melted into the backs of tanks, molten corpses wed to vinyl seats
and I drink myself to sleep

Thanks to Conker for these lyrics

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