Lyrics
Time to send a missile
From my humble abode
Pierces like a thistle
When nobody reacts
Wish I could do more
But brother who's got the time?
Light up my phone
Now I'm on the frontline
Your war
I don't love it
Your war
Is a lazy affair
Your war
I'm above it
Your war
And I really don't care no more
Tossing out grenades
Yeah I'm on the edge
Don't know shit bout politics
But I've got the plan
Foot in my mouth
And yet I vomit my pride
With no moral common sense
I somehow survive
Your war
I don't love it
Your war
Is a lazy affair
Your war
I'm above it
Your war
And I really don't care no more
Your war
I don't love it
Your war
Is a lazy affair
Your war
I'm above it
Your war
And I really don't care no more
Your war
Written by: Otis Tapper
