You see them on TV
you see them in magazines...
Members of a country,
Love their place of birth...
Well life has a freakyy way of sneaking up on you
when you thing everything's ok and everythings...
In the haze, so thick we cannot see, we will go.
Through the rain, so hard we believe it will never...
Their ignorant judgments enrage me,
Only a few days ago, brought home in a casket...
I see his eyes,
red with hate...
The life I've chosen, many folks will never...
To live and breathe and sacrifice with pride for...
Gun in his hand,
strength in his blood...
He fights for me,
He fights for you...
Goodbye good friend
you are off to warm...
Crowded streets where brothers lay
Chaos held for now at bay...
Waiting in the shadows for someone to make a move.
A single shot fired out, no ones ready to lose...