Coercion, fear, and control
They played you like a goddamn fool
Callous bastards watch it unfold
reconstruct the way the story's told
Nothing to lose
so much more to gain
Safe in the comfort of their own homes
They've got no skin in the game
Not my war
Everything to lose
not a thing to gain
There's only one outcome
when you play a losing game
I'm not so sure
that they'd feel the same
If the roles were reversed
you think they'd play their own fucking game?
It's not my war
My war is with those
who convinced you
to die for their interests
Straight to hell with those bastards
Cause their war is endless
It leaves no winners
It shifts and it transforms
Another year, a new face
Do you think they'd play their own fucking game?