Shell Shock (One-Man Army)

Enemies Close in Artillery That ruptures both of his eardrums Oh he can see Oh he can breathe, he just can't fight Enemies Close in Artillery That shatters his mind into pieces Oh he can see Oh he can breathe But now he is just barely standing Like he's a one-man army Inhaling mustard on the trenches (Help is not on the way) So now he hides under the bed (They had each other back then) The pink ribbons are now his only friends And every day, he loses himself a bit more The fight inside Has left him exhausted His hands are now paralyzed The burning's now under his chest The battlefield still waits Right outside his bedroom door Like he's a one-man army Inhaling mustard on the trenches (Help is not on the way) So now he hides under the bed (They had each other back then) The pink ribbons are now his only friends And every day, he loses himself a bit more This will be another burning memory Even if it's filled with hate or resentment A burning church That's fallen out of place A bright red rose That's rotting in disgrace This will be another burning memory Even if it's filled with hate or resentment A burning church That's fallen out of place A bright red rose That's rotting in disgrace It feels Like he's a one-man army Inhaling mustard on the trenches (Help is not on the way) So now he hides under the bed (They had each other back then) The pink ribbons are now his only friends And every day, he loses himself a bit more