We woke up as men but tonight we'll sleep as killers as we
break the cryptic morning with a bullet and a prayer / the
steel never seemed more cold and agile than now & a life
never seemed less vital and fragile / with a heart that's
beating louder than my own I watch a woman they call Kezia,
I watch a woman that I know, I watch my hopes and my own
future blindfolded to atone for a sin I didn't care for
but a sin that paid my debts / a sin that fed my children
burned my smiles in cigarettes / no one ever said hope
would be so beautiful / I can't even still her trembling
hands that were locked up by the dutiful and obligated;
five soldiers forever sedated with the no one's responsible
psychological drama of our social justice dribble / her
tiny steps tell lies about the choice I have to make;
resurrect a static lifetime starve to death my own mistakes /
pull the screaming trigger and watch your carcass bleed
me dry or drop the gun and try to shake away the blindfold
from your eyes?