The End of War

I'm so tired of hearing lies around me
The gossips they are poisoning my air
Your needles they are eager for to find me
I'd rather not be there

I'm so tired of the games you've played around me
The riots they are sucking all my blood
I'm not the soldier fighting in your army
No I am not

I'm so tired of seeing silly faces
Moving lips, they speak in different tongues
I'd rather breath the air that's not so hazy
Into my lungs

I'm so tired of the games you've played around me
The riots they are sucking all my blood
I'm not the soldier fighting in your army
No I am not

I'm so tired of meeting all those people
I've heart enough I'd rather close the door
The flag is raised and now we are all equal
This is the end of war