R.E.M.
Soldier, soldier what's it's like
To wake up every day and see the light
The gas, your share, the burning smell in the air
The vision with no tele there
The glory, you saw, the uncut footage oh so raw
Tell me how to break the law
I'm floating in ecstasy
In the middle of this rotting sea
Wake me up
Strip my skin
Shake me from my R.E.M.
I don't know what I've been told
That if you stand in the fire you won't get cold
I read the papers but they all lie
About why all these people are needlessly dying
The heat, the myth, the men in suits led adrift
The pigs led to the slaughter
The rain, you were, standing right on top of her
Tell me how to be so sure
I'm floating in ecstasy
In the middle of this rotting sea
Wake me up
Strip my skin
Shake me from my R.E.M.
I don't know what I've been told
That if you stand in the fire you won't get cold
And I pretend to know
What happens when the sun goes down
And we pretend to show
A narcissistic kind of sympathy
I pretend to know
What happens when the sun goes down
And we pretend to show
A narcissistic kind of sympathy
Break these chains and let me be
The dogs of war are after me
It can't be bought it can't be sold
If you stand in the fire you won't get cold
To wake up every day and see the light
The gas, your share, the burning smell in the air
The vision with no tele there
The glory, you saw, the uncut footage oh so raw
Tell me how to break the law
I'm floating in ecstasy
In the middle of this rotting sea
Wake me up
Strip my skin
Shake me from my R.E.M.
I don't know what I've been told
That if you stand in the fire you won't get cold
I read the papers but they all lie
About why all these people are needlessly dying
The heat, the myth, the men in suits led adrift
The pigs led to the slaughter
The rain, you were, standing right on top of her
Tell me how to be so sure
I'm floating in ecstasy
In the middle of this rotting sea
Wake me up
Strip my skin
Shake me from my R.E.M.
I don't know what I've been told
That if you stand in the fire you won't get cold
And I pretend to know
What happens when the sun goes down
And we pretend to show
A narcissistic kind of sympathy
I pretend to know
What happens when the sun goes down
And we pretend to show
A narcissistic kind of sympathy
Break these chains and let me be
The dogs of war are after me
It can't be bought it can't be sold
If you stand in the fire you won't get cold
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Writer(s): Felix Byler
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