Promises and Pills SOJA (Ft. Alfred the MC)

In war, combat is so heavily prepared for
Returning home is something no one is really there for
Half the team is gone, and the half that makes it home
They gotta deal with the terrorism, in their skull
But there's a cure the government likes to hit them with
Prescribing promises and pills
But the side effects is no sleep, no peace
Looking for reasons for living as the war moves on
America. The System.

Reintegrate me, you made me a killer
Like you could trade me for everything I've lost
And look how you made me make me
Think about me taking my own life
When I remember what went down

And you say that I'm the reason for the freedom of this land
So I land in their backyard, I've got your rifle in my hand, and
They defend themselves, you know of course I do the same, so
We go kill each other while you go about your day

Reintegrate me, you made me a killer
Like you could trade me for everything I've lost
And look how you made me make me
Think about me taking my own life
When I remember what went down