look in my eyes
tell me what you see
where is the fear from what we're facing
reach out - touch my hands
they dropped the gun
why are they shaking

this blood on my clothes
no it's not mine
it must be someone elses
hes probaly laying there
were he fell before
by now he must be breathless

who's playin with me
in this game of chess?
am i weapon
whos button you can press?
this is your war
its up to you to care
this is my life
but not your's to spare!

look at the bottom of my boots
look at all the lives the steped on
all the cleanings up to me
why are my boots painted red?
so it will cover up the blood
that way no one could see

if you would yell into my ears
i dont think ill hear a thing
i heard to many gun shots
twenty years old with an m-16
heard to many screams of death
why dont you connect the dots

who's playin with me
in this game of chess?
am i weapon
whos button you can press?
this is your war
its up to you to care
this is my life
but not your's to spare!