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Fit For An Autopsy – False Positive lyrics
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 hell fire
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
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 your 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
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 hell fire
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
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 your 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
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