The Motel Life - Hunting Soliders (Soliders Hunting)

I broke down on the second floor of a building where they held my name
I don’t know what they want me for, but their sending out to play their game
And when I die tomorrow with forget me because I will do the same
I feel like an artist in a cage, I just can’t do any of those good things

I know I mean nothing to you
You just another log I the fire
I know that there’s nothing I can do
You’re all that I know and you’re such a good liar
How could you do this? Haven’t I been such a good soldier?
I never did, I never did a thing wrong

Now I’m grabbing my gun I’m aiming to kill the best in me
Now listen son it’s them or us, you’ll soon see
I’m hunting for bears but I’m aiming for defenseless cubs to sooth my nerves
And my leg will tear and I will be sent home to never see it again

I know I mean nothing to you
You just another log I the fire
I know that there’s nothing I can do
You’re all that I know and you’re such a good liar
How could you do this? Haven’t I been such a good soldier?
I never did, I never did a thing wrong

I found you crying that there is no one
They have grown deaf and abandoned us all