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Mad child)
We act on, animal instinct
Survival of the primitive
Invade your camp and set up a perimeter
Interrogate the prisoner
Ransack your residence
Order from the president
To document the evidence
Company commander
This is my version of capital
Punishment scars from carving out shards of shrapnel
Attacking with passion
The movement of murder is intimate
In hand to hand combat and atomic bombs that disinagrate
Let me reiterate
In a state of neurosis
A license to kill, plus and expert with explosives
Assault forces. Feel the shell shock
Section 8 sounds great. Give me the cellblock
As sure as hells hot
Id rather go there
Crouched down jungle fatigue guerrilla warfare
On watch. Think about the bullets Ive dodged
Light a smoke and post it up for the night in camouflage

(Prev)
I make my face thick with paint stick
Today is the dawn of the infected insect
Bees butterflies beetles and panzer dragons
Theres danger of (???) roaming in my squadron
We hate them all thats why we made the 8 ball
The milk and water tastes like typhoid and protocol
Sleep deprivation. Magic carpet-bombing run
Talking to my gas mask walking down the thin red line
Youre currently turned in to MTV
The only channel you get is from my M-16
I lace my boots and place my troops
Im more terrified of mosquitoes than I am of the paratroops
Im in the shit box reading Alfred Hitchcock
5 minutes Im bleeding out my snot box
I see the witch doc he says it's rice grains
Dropped from air planes
Sprayed with anthrax
Operation Peking
Take the ground back
Its found in brown rats and in the toilet paper issued in you're ruck sack
Agent n agent x for the fade to black-a