[Intro]
“The fight against the Taliban is certainly hotting up, an eleventh Australian soldier was killed on the weekend”
“The Australian government has promised…”
[Verse 1]
I need some water, I just walked another K
And if I don’t slaughter people then my mortgage isn’t paid
I’ve got a fuckin’ daughter on the way
And I have to see kids gettin’ tortured every day
Of course I am afraid, corpses are decayed
This ain’t like a video game a dork has ever played
No background music, no caution for grenades
The only time we pause is for a portion when we pray
This ain’t paradise, I can’t sit in a hammock
When every citizen’s an Islamic religious fanatic
Think of the damage innocent kids will be havin’
Yeah they’re gonna be twisted, I’m fuckin’ killin’ their parents
You think they will manage? You try stoppin’ this dirt
You got the balls to say “You’re havin’ problems at work”
How many people gotta be hurt? What is it worth?
The only way they’ll let me leave is in a coffin, the jerks
[Chorus 1]
So when you’re lyin’ asleep and you’re silently dreamin’
I’m in a Jeep tryna fight for your freedom
Each night I see the violence increasin’
I guess if I die, then I die for a reason
Huh, well where is my freedom?
Where is my freedom? Where is my freedom?
Now I gotta fight my demons, tell me
Where the fuck is my freedom?
“The fight against the Taliban is certainly hotting up, an eleventh Australian soldier was killed on the weekend”
“The Australian government has promised…”
[Verse 1]
I need some water, I just walked another K
And if I don’t slaughter people then my mortgage isn’t paid
I’ve got a fuckin’ daughter on the way
And I have to see kids gettin’ tortured every day
Of course I am afraid, corpses are decayed
This ain’t like a video game a dork has ever played
No background music, no caution for grenades
The only time we pause is for a portion when we pray
This ain’t paradise, I can’t sit in a hammock
When every citizen’s an Islamic religious fanatic
Think of the damage innocent kids will be havin’
Yeah they’re gonna be twisted, I’m fuckin’ killin’ their parents
You think they will manage? You try stoppin’ this dirt
You got the balls to say “You’re havin’ problems at work”
How many people gotta be hurt? What is it worth?
The only way they’ll let me leave is in a coffin, the jerks
[Chorus 1]
So when you’re lyin’ asleep and you’re silently dreamin’
I’m in a Jeep tryna fight for your freedom
Each night I see the violence increasin’
I guess if I die, then I die for a reason
Huh, well where is my freedom?
Where is my freedom? Where is my freedom?
Now I gotta fight my demons, tell me
Where the fuck is my freedom?
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