The Deserter

Looking through the cracks at the whitened, bloody corpses
Of the children who came to hide from our superior morality
With my stomach turning like the blade of a blender
I force it back inside me
I beamed my pride vociferously, but I still eat their agony — oh!
We keep on telling ourselves that we’re so fucking civilized
And that every action we take is somehow something we can justify
But I know why those rockets fire, ‘cause I’ve seen life inside the wall
And you know it don’t leave any of us with much of an alibi at all
I’ve got to get right out of here
Just pack my shit and disappear
Gotta get right out of this place
Find my self in another space
And for a holy land a true saint is so hard to find
We’ve got the bloody truth dripping down our fingers and it don’t feel right
You can dedicate this hate to whatever you need to make you feel OK
But I’ve got no more inside of me and I’ve just got to get away
I’ve got to get right out of here
Just pack my shit and disappear
Gotta get right out of this place
Find my self in another space
I’ve got to get right out of here
Just pack my shit and disappear
Gotta get right out of this place
Find my self in another space
I’ve got to get right out of here
Just pack my shit and disappear
Gotta get right out of this place
Disappear without a trace!