Send in the teens
Tell them what they're fighting for
Show them how to act
Prepare them for war
Yell at the boys to shape up
And tuck in their shirts
Make these boys into men
And keep them out of their skirts
You see the boys and they are on the line
They're so scared they don't know how to cry
They just shot a man and they don't know what to think
Their friends drop as soon as they could blink
After the war they're gonna need a shrink
There was no time to even think
Cause they were living on the brink
Cause they were living on the brink
The battle is over
Not as many came back
Everyone is in pain
After the brutal attack
Some of them can't hear
Some of them can't see
Some are still shook at the knees
And cant let the war be
They visit their friends who lay in the dirt
The families there have to endure the hurt
The people in tears they don't know who to blame
They have to suck it up and feel the pain
Knowing that there was no gain
Filled up with so much shame
Now their lives will never be the same
Now their lives will never be the same
They are soft targets
They were soft targets
They are soft targets
They were soft targets