I always thought it looked familiar, a false friend behind the smile
Zero tolerance for failure, is a system set up for your fall
Suicidal maniac options are closing not coming back when you're left with one way
Uncle Sam gave you a job, put on your combat boots and gun, with benefits. Hey! You're being paid
There's nothing wrong, there's just nothing here for me
Shipped out without a sense of direction. We'll lean in, take the bite
Paranoid while you sold them weapons, killing Khan civilians is part of the job
In the name of God, invade and wipe out this place clean