CFitzgerald

All you can do is lay All throughout the day Just waiting to die Its all become a big lie



Knees deep in a trench Oh that disgusting stench Let them see the whites of your eyes Start to say your goodbyes



Here it comes in its waves We’ve become it’s unwilling slaves A boy is lost and never seen For god sake hes only a teen



Put on the mask with a fumble Or yell for help and run with a stumble Not far along your left behind And soon enough you go blind



Trying to think of your families love Fresh air is just above The gas filles your chest Its ok you did your best



Soon you’ll be on you back And carried out on a sack Never to speak, never to roam Think of being warm at home