Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Vet, artist - Bambu. Date of issue: 14.03.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Vet |
| Marines come home |
| After fighting for their home |
| While the banks back home |
| Went and took away their own |
| Now they home gone |
| And job’s gone |
| Matter of fact, mine gone |
| 'cause mine been smoking cigarettes while trying to |
| Now he home, and homeless |
| Got creditor’s |
| Those starbucks that took over his neighborhood |
| Don’t want 'em |
| No job offering |
| Lost in the american dream |
| And the images of bodies on the ground |
| PTSD |
| USA, they don’t want to stand up |
| For their own |
| But they expect you to stand up |
| When they need you to overthrow |
| Another regime that went rogue |
| So you fought down to the bone |
| To get sent back home |
| With those voices in your dome |
| America america |
| Oh what did you expect? |
| You sent your boys to die over a lie |
| Vet |
| Now I’m buried in the sand watching my brother bleed out |
| I’m trying to find from where he bleeding |
| Trying to keep the bleeding down |
| Until he finally goes away, and I |
| Have to be right back on patrol the next day |
| And every car that passes my platoon looks the same |
| As the car that had the bomb that blew my brother away |
| Now I’m paranoid and shooting anything with a face |
| The medical exams said it was safe for me to separate |
| And on the day I came home I recognized nothing |
| The voices in my head said «grab a gun and start dumping» |