Shoot to kill, kill your darlings

Hip Hip, Hooray! When I was in school I stayed away from the war prudes I've always said, "If he's got a favorite war the kid has gotta be bad news" And then in early July I took a trip to the gun range, yeah I hit the paper man right in the eye I can't say I don't get the hype But I guess I don't understand This feeling Is it eating you up inside? Are you dying to kill a man? Is it gonna keep you alive? The ROTC kid is with the cheerleading captain And we can't figure out how the relationship happened He doesn't seem to like what she chooses to do with her body But he's given over his body as well You think he'd get it more than anyone else I guess I don't understand This feeling Is it eating you up inside? Is it really your only option? There's always gonna be a fire to fight You're the son of a lawyer and the son of a doctor With dreams of holding a gun and jumping out of a chopper And everybody here is a poor kid right out of high school But you're different from the rest of your peers, hell You're the only one who knows why they're here I guess I don't understand This feeling Is it eating you up inside? You're still just a little kid You shouldn't have to choose how you die In some other life you're living into your 90's You got a couple of kids and your wife doesn't like me And you turn on the news and see the cycle repeating But you're safe in the walls of your house Aren't you happy that you never went out? I guess I don't understand This feeling But I pray that you dodge the mines When you're stepping on foreign land And I just don't want you to die I just don't want you to die I just don't want you to die I just don't want you to die I just don't want you to die I just don't want you to die I just don't want you to die I just don't want you to die I just don't want you to die I just don't want you to die I just don't want you to die I just don't want you to die I just don't want you to die I just don't want you to die I just don't want you to die I just don't want-