Story Behind The Song
Platoon, Dead Presidents, Deer Hunter, etc. War movies that make an impression on you!
Song Description
A furious three and a half minute storytelling about being the throes of war.
Song Length |
3:21 |
Genre |
Rap - Alternative |
Language |
English |
Era |
1990 - 1999 |
Lyrics
War Lyrics
Verse 1
This is war, mans concept of handing business
Shambling critics, opening wounds that?s ultra prolific
Killing to gain an upper hand to show your powerful
Patching your wounds with powdered wool, and counting the hours till
You can strike back, put your weight into your actions
Unload with a Mac 10, gone within a fraction
Just a half second he had, gone so quick
Not even time to get angry, just struck off the list
This is the vortex, this is here at your doorstep
Where the clips load, adrenaline pumping blood right and left
This is the last note for the heartfelt inept
This is life or death, this is struggles at a new depth
So know what to expect, cause you get called the next minute
Be ready or get finished, simple as that to the limits
It?s war son, without a doubt, profound and out
Catch your ass with feelings of doubt, click, it?s finished over and out
Chorus (2x)
This is war, how you were, and what it makes you
Changes you forever in these ways that it shapes you
Makes you a shell, of what you used to be
Your heart disappears when it?s you against the enemy
Verse 2
My hands are dirty, I just can?t get the blood off, the love lost
Can?t deal with what it has cost
I shake at night, I?m just a ramblin? wreck
I try to get myself together but I?m stuck a fuckin? mess
That?s what war has done to me, I choke with disgust,
Can?t sleep at night, feel like I?m swimming in guts
I kneel at the memorial, and finger the names
Alongside my companions, I stutter with shame
Couldn?t understand what it was like, until I was there
Watched my friends bleed away, kids unprepared
But that?s war though, not what its cracked up to be
It withers and pulls you down, ?til you fall like leaves
I remember folks hiding in trees, heavy sweating
Jungle so thick that you could never catch the breeze
Stuck in the mindset, to bleed the enemy
Sometimes I feel sinfully, my conscience killing me
That man is just like me, on the skin of his teeth
A wife and kid at home, this isn?t where he wants to be
But I said it?s war though, and you don?t have an option
Its you or him, to the end, so you have to clock him
Chorus (2x)