Vigor from Contraband by Scrupulous

What a gift it is to be young, healthy, and free, living the dream in America. The TV tells of the war raging over our shores, I volunteer to step forth, I'm an adult. I am eighteen, I'm enlisting, I cannot wait for my issue M16. Seeking glory and fame like in my video games. This is my chance to be a hero. Can't wait to see my family, I go overseas, so they can be free. No questioning authority, I follow the chain so I can kill the enemy. A man was shooting at me so I killed him. Left, right, left, right, left, right, left, right, left. Blood spills from my side, didn't expect this surprise: a horrific demise; I'm wounded. I wish I could see my family, I went overseas to a foreign country. I cannot survive my injury. I sacrificed my life to instill democracy. Kill, Fight, Shoot, Fight, Kill, Kill, Kill, Kill, Die.

• Avante Garde
• Grunge
• Pop
• Punk
• Rock
• Phoenix