Well I've made some mistakes 
At least privately in takes 
And here's another one 
And I'd say it'll be okay 
But that's a lie, man I mean hey 
We're all dying... young! 
It's not a wish although it seems 
More like a terrifying dream 
And I'm serious!  
It's either whiskey, or a bong,  
Or a car crash, or a bomb 
I'm serious! 
It's the only thing I think 
When I wake up in my bed 
With my stomach churns 
As these pages turn 
Is the world burnin' 
Is it only in my head? 

On a screen on a tv 
On a scene in front of me 
With all the white noise and the static 
And the static in the screams 
This is war, this is death 
This has really been a bet 
On the winning side, the winning side, 
The winning side, the winning side 

And I'm sick on the train 
Over Brooklyn in the rain 
All by myself 
When a thought occurs to me 
That all these people wanna be  
Just somewhere... else  
Like every day is just a loss 
Spent arguing with your boss over a coffee break 
Well the same is true for me, 
I mean, one more indignity 
And I'm going to... break 
Because the only thing I think 
When he walks out on the screen 
He says, the sky falls 
And your duty calls 
Man, it takes some balls to be 
So obscene! 

On a screen on a tv 
On a scene in front of me 
With all the white noise and the static 
And the static in the screams 
This is war, this in death 
This is real, you better bet 
On the winning side, the winning side 
The winning side, the winning side 
The right side, the right side 
Well they shipped you off 
And your parents cried 
And it all falls away so quietly 
When you wake up to reality 

What reality? 
What's reality? What's reality? What's reality? 
It's a FUCKING BULLET! 

Well I got a brother in Iraq 
I got no way to get him back 
Like all those people in the sands,  
Buried in Afghanistan 
I got a child in a crib 
I got a father in a bib 
I got no pills 
I got no skills 
Got no idea what I did 
I just wonder every second 
Every minute that passes by 
Are we living? 
Are we dreaming? 
Are we winning? 
Will we die? 
In a cloud of dust, 
In a mushroom burst,  
In a series of degradations first? 
Or all alone in a hospital bed? 
Wondering what we 
Might have done instead 
With a lifetime 
A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime 
A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime 
A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime 
Well we paid our dues 
And we did our time 
But can you tell me,  
Exactly what was our crime? 
We're not standing still 
For this firing line 
While you decide 
Who lives, who dies 
I hope you choke 
on all your lies!