ABCD

Emotionless with a sonar chest
You think you're hideous at best
But you're not

I need you to try again
It's pitiful and predictable
And you still are accountable
For your actions

You need me to get up
Why don't you do it yourself
You need me to get up
Why don't you do it yourself
You need me
Why don't you do it yourself

You're a soldier
Your right shoulder
Keeps you on and on and on
Your pieces are
Splinters and
In my finger
It's pitiful and predictable
But somehow it's amendable
For now
For now

You need me to get up
Why don't you do it yourself
You need me to get up
Why don't you do it for yourself
Why don't you do it for yourself

You're a soldier
A right soldier
You're right
You're right
I wish I may
I wish I might
I hope and pray
Day and night
I think you're right
I think you're right
I know you're right