Captive

We have a hand on a trigger And a blade near our arm Through all this fuckin' pressure We remaining calm The man across from me resites a verse from Psalms We make our next move He squeezes the clip on his palm The man doesn't even blink The trigger is empty, his pulse rises, his heart sinks His life flashed in milliseconds when he grabbed the weapon Gates of Hell ain't far off He's closer in that direction Drops the gun with a sigh of relief Knowing he cheated death, tosses me the piece Damn, why's this happening to me? Why am I stuck in Saigon? I'm only 23 1966 was supposed to be my year No regrets or hatred and definitely no fear My beautiful wife is probably home in tears I'd give my fuckin' kidney to not be here One of the guards yells at me in fury "Pick the fuckin' gun up and shoot, c'mon hurry" Knowing in a few seconds, I'm probably dead I take the Desert Eagle, place it to my head Until my death, my goal's to stay alive Until my death, my goal's to stay alive Unt-until my death, my goal's to stay alive Unt-until my death, only the strong survive Until my death, my goal's to stay alive Until my death, my goal's to stay alive Unt-until my death, my goal's to stay alive Unt-until my death, only the strong survive Nothing in the chamber Just for this moment, I avoided danger Just a few more rounds and I'll make it through this shit Then I see the man next to me get pistol whipped Turns to me, I see a bloodied and broken nose I realize even after this game, none of us going home We dying by the bullet or their hands at will Shit I'm probably going to Hell for all the Charlie I killed F*ck, I hear those nurses now Want me to OD with drugs Want me to join their looney and mentally insane club I think they're working for Cong, I think that they are the menace They say I have dementia and the war is finished Bullshit, I gotta find my fighting brothers F*ck all of you, I think you're working undercover I run to my door and I press the lock Then these 2 guys break through my door to my shock Punch one in the nose, I'm fighting Cong, I ain't worried "Grab the fuckin' needle and shoot c'mon hurry" I thought I had them beat but to my surprise The needle's in my back and I'm closing my eyes