A simple flight in a single night.
Memories of the awful plight.
but we're covered in a veteran's chrome.
we all caught the bug on our tours overseas.
our souls are blackened and want to die.
Death and destruction are now our song.
For our innocence is long dead and gone.
and we're just kids barely outta high school.
No parades or banners for our victory.
no truth for our operations.
but their lie is overdone and its been spoiled.
For our troubles they lie and kick us down.
Prating we take it without a sound.
just a shove and a heart that's scarred.
we've been covered by the veteran's chrome.
the simple truth is we were all used.