This doesn't look right
I'm feeling sickly and I'm pale
My innards are locked tight, It needs to be fixed
And it goes like this
On my command now
We all fight until we drop
War doesn't stand down, what's up with that
And the crowd fell flat
All in due time
I am me mine
Give me an answer
What is the meaning of it all?
What do we stand for, where can we go?
Cause I don't know!
This doesn't look right
I'm feeling sickly and I'm pale
My innards are locked tight, it needs to be fixed
And it goes like this
All in due time
I am me mine