A fallen solider,

another casualty to the gravity of everyday living,

life can be so unforgiving for those opposed to all of the rules

I never thought the first gunshot

Id hear in my home town would hit so close to home

Family left to take the pain although he took the blow

Ask yourself would it be easier if there was somebody to blame

And ask yourself would it make more sense if there was someone to hate

Like father like son born to lose a war no one ever prepared him to fight

It isnt wront it isnt right count your lucky fucking stars tonight

A younger brother who now takes pats on the back that only prolongs the grief

Would you believe somehow life goes on after a tragedy

A Penny for your thoughts an insight into your demise

What was it like to see the world through your tormented eyes

Would we find a tortured soul if wed taken off your disguise

Or would we still be left with all these

Wise Show me someone to blame

Give me someone to hate