Testo Thousand Oaks

These reasons, they aren't so deep
These seasons, they're changing, they're changing me
Cause truth be told, the money speaks
But this great divide is nothing that love can't breach

But what's it matter to me?
Have I lost sight of a college degree?
An abstract noun doesn't set me free It only binds the bondage of war that apparently only I can see
Only I, only I, only I, only I can see
Only I, only I, only I, only I can see

The right say I'm wrong, I've got no clue
Everything I've been taught, I thought it points to you
But I steered myself around and around, and around, and around

We abuse your name
Just like a lover that can only feel their own pain, pain, pain
You get used to getting used
We abuse your name
We abuse your name

Yeah
The uniforms need stitches, the plane tickets need printed
The missiles, computer systems, the targets investigated
Tuition gets more expensive, the churches need more donations
The system is all-inclusive, you're nothing if you escape it

Slip through the cracks to God knows where
God knows, God knows, God knows where
Slip through the cracks to God knows where
God knows, God knows, God knows where

So how's it come to be the church and the army got so intertwined?
You praise us all for ending up face down in the dirt
And scorn us if we ask why

The right say I'm wrong, I've got no clue
Everything I've been taught, I thought it points to you
Now I don't even know who you are
But at least we have something in common
The military needed both of us to change who we are
In support of the occupation

We abuse your name
Just like a lover that can only feel their own pain, pain, pain
You get used to getting used
We abuse your name
We abuse your name

I got out, I got out, I got out
I got out while I could
I got out, I got out, I got out
I got out
I got out, I got out, I got out
I got out while I could
I got out, I got out, I got out
I got out