War

The pictures on the walls are so old, wasting our youth The coffee on the table is so cold, can I reuse Every now and then I get a little bit Caught up then I tend to forget Who I really am, who I was before What I'm living for I'm going to war I'm going to war Paint all your walls white now Growing out of color Got big jobs and a house, got a life now Taking our vows Every now and then I get a little bit Caught up then I tend to forget Who I really am, who I was before I'm going to war Every now and then we tend to forget Who we really are, who we were before What we're living for, what we're fighting for When we're going through war War War War War War War War War War (I literally thought it was Friday, what the f*ck)