False Positive

You don't know fucking pain

Distance is deafening

And a dreamer can dream

But the privileged get a pass

And kick the shit downstream

The sheltered have the shelter

Keeps 'em outta the rain

They don't know shit about life

They don't know fucking pain

Brother, do your hands shake

Did you lose your train of thought

Are you back in the brush and the hellfire

Do you remember what you were taught

Where's the fucking honor

Abandoning the ones who keep you safe

Broken bodies you can't replace

We're not worth our weight in shit

We're not worth our weight in shit

We're not worth our weight in shit

But we know how to pile it up

Coffins of camouflage and sand

Take your boots off before you get through the door

But the dirt still drags in deep

Deeper than ever before

Break your back for the princes

And bring the burden back home

The eyes of the child through a rifle's scope

See you and you alone

Could you have been the shoulder to cry on

Could you wear the leather skin

Could you have even been bothered

To let a stranger in

You don't know fucking pain