contracted out

If you came here tonight, trying to escape your current life

i'm right there with you, and i've recently realized my true might

i was once only 17, not having a single clue about what i wanted to do

so i hopped on a plane, about to start anew

i graduated BASIC, now i was a sailor, nobody now could label me as a failure

as i went to far away lands, i realized what our military actually did, gained america very few fans

i became lonely & depressed, my fellow workers didnt get it

the world wide web became my best friend, and i became a misfit

the net showed me the true power of knowledge and i kept wanting more

for now i can soar, to distant galaxies as well as deep into the earth's core

ive done two overseas tours, and i dont want this life anymore

but where will i work, there arent any jobs

that may be true, but honestly, i'd rather be poor

for i can not keep supporting war, this thing called the military industrial complex

battle after battle, country after country,

i wouldnt be able to live with myself

it's not that complex

sorry folks, i'm getting out, contract terminated

my soul will not be soled, my mind now recreated

rays of the sun permeated onto my skin

i do this for my future kin

there wont be a word for this thing we call sin

women, kids, and men, stand up and fight

not with your fists

but with your thoughts, your actions, your minds

let's Unite!