The Winning Side

Well, I admit to the mistakes, at least privately in takes
Here's another one
And I say, "We'll be okay", but that's a lie, man
I mean, hey, we're all dying young

It's not a wish, although it seems more like a terrifying dream
And I'm serious
It's either whiskey, or a bong, or a car crash, or a bomb
I'm serious
Because the only thing I think when I wake up in my bed
And my stomach churns as these pages turn
Is the world burnin', is it only in my head?

On the screen, on the TV
On the seat in front of me
With all the white noise an' the static
And the static an' the screams
This is war, this is death, this has really been a bet
On the winning side, the winning side
The winning side, the winning side

And I'm sittin' in the train over Brooklyn in the rain
All by myself
When a thought occurs to me that all these people wanna be
Just somewhere else
Like every day is just a lost bit

Arguing with your boss over a coffee break
Well, the same is true for me, I mean one more indignity
And I'm going to break
Because the only thing I think when he walks out on the screen
He says, "The sky falls, and your duty calls", man
It takes some balls to be so obscene

On the screen, on the TV
On the seat in front of me
With all the white noise an' the static
And the static an' the screams
This is war, this is death, this has really been a bet
On the winning side, the winning side
The winning side, the winning side

The right side, the right side
Well, they shipped you off, and your parents cried
It all falls away so quietly
When you wake up to reality
What reality?
What's reality? What's reality? What's reality?
It's a fucking bang

I got a brother in Iraq, I got no way to get him back
Like all those people in the sands buried in Afghanistan
I got a child in a crib, I got a father in a bib
I got no pills, I got no skills, I got no idea what I did
I just wonder every second as they wheel the bastards by
Are we living? Are we dreaming? Are we winning?

Will we die in a cloud of dust, in a mushroom burst
In a series of degredations first?
Or all alone in a hospital bed
Wondering what we might've done instead?

With our lifetime
A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime
A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime
A lifetime, a lifetime, a lifetime
Well, we paid our dues, and we did our time (a lifetime, a lifetime)
But please tell me exactly, what was our crime? (A lifetime, a lifetime)
We're not standing still for this firing line (a lifetime, a lifetime)
While you decide who lives who dies
I hope you choke on all your lies