Young, awake and disturbed

On the run from the world

(Runnin' for my life)

(Runnin' for my)

Wicked's on every corner

Every day is a warzone

(All they do is lie)

(All they do is lie)

At night I reach for safer grounds

And dream about a place

Where rain is soft

At times I want to raise the dead

Bring them to their doorstep saying

We're not soldiers

We're not soldiers

We'll be comin' for ya

Comin' for ya

We're not soldiers

We're not soldiers

We'll be comin' for ya

Comin' for ya

One bullet for my mother

My sister and brother

(Don't push me out of line)

(Push me out of)

Give my life to a stranger

My blood on their paycheck

(Don't push me out of line)

(Push me out of)

I wrote this tragic symphony

So take a seat and please enjoy the show

(Oh we know, you'll stay home)

Don't you worry, we will play it

Loud enough for you to hear that

We're not soldiers

We're not soldiers

We'll be comin' for ya

Comin' for ya

We're not soldiers

We're not soldiers

We'll be comin' for ya

Comin' for ya

We're not soldiers

We're not soldiers

We'll be comin' for ya

Comin' for ya

We're not soldiers

We're not soldiers

We'll be comin' for ya

Comin' for ya

We're not soldiers

We're not soldiers

We'll be comin' for ya

Comin' for ya

We're not soldiers

We're not soldiers

We'll be comin' for ya

Comin' for ya