Sometimes in my bed at night,
I curse the dark and I pray for light.
And sometimes, the light’s no consolation.
Blinded by a memory.
Afraid of what it might do to me.
And the tears and the sweat only mock my desperation.
Don’t you know me I’m the boy next door.
The one you find so easy to ignore.
Is that what I was fighting for?
Walking on a thin line.
Straight off the front line.
Labeled as freaks loose on the streets of the city.
Walking on a thin line.
Angry all the time,
Take a look at my face, see what it’s doing to me.
Taught me how to shoot to kill.
A specialist with a deadly skill.
A skill I needed to have to be a survivor.
It’s over now or so they say.
Well, sometimes, it don’t turn out that way.
Cause you're never the same when you’ve been under fire.
I curse the dark and I pray for light.
And sometimes, the light’s no consolation.
Blinded by a memory.
Afraid of what it might do to me.
And the tears and the sweat only mock my desperation.
Don’t you know me I’m the boy next door.
The one you find so easy to ignore.
Is that what I was fighting for?
Walking on a thin line.
Straight off the front line.
Labeled as freaks loose on the streets of the city.
Walking on a thin line.
Angry all the time,
Take a look at my face, see what it’s doing to me.
Taught me how to shoot to kill.
A specialist with a deadly skill.
A skill I needed to have to be a survivor.
It’s over now or so they say.
Well, sometimes, it don’t turn out that way.
Cause you're never the same when you’ve been under fire.
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