Waiting for the War

If i know one thing Then that's one thing too much So I keep my mouth shut And stay out of touch The television holds me hostage to it's dial Communication has broken down, meanwhile The truth's getting hard to ignore And I'm just waiting... Self-conscripted Mission unknown Intel is twisted Suspicion's grown I've seen enough to know the[ trouble in store And I'm just waiting for the war I'll build a cabin Way out in the woods I'll hunt for rabbit I'll barter for goods If someone finds me, I'll have changed my face and name I'll say "go about your business and let me do the same" And i'll post up back at my door And keep waiting Without a weapon Army of one I got no money I ain't out here for the fun And i don't believe in anything I did before Im just waiting for the war