atheists in foxholes

Paint It Black
wipe that smile off your face. this is not happy hour. im not in the mood to celebrate. youre mixing cocktails while we're mixing concrete. fortifying bunkers and preparing for the retreat. youll keep playing word games to disguise the cost. just keep us entertained, we wont recognize the loss. and now its bombs away, but we're not o.k. it keeps coming over and over again. when its "us vs them" is hard wired into the brainstem.