False Positive

You don't know fucking pain
 Distance is deafening and a dreamer can dream
 But the privileged get a pass and kick the shit downstream
 The sheltered have the shelter
 Keeps em outta the rain
 They don't know shit about life
 They don't know fucking pain
 Brother, do your hands shake?
 Did you lose your train of thought?
 Are you back in the brush and the hellfire?
 Do you remember what you were taught?
 Where's the fucking honor?
 Abandoning the ones who keep you safe
 Broken bodies you can't replace
 We're not worth our weight in shit
 We're not worth our weight in shit
 We're not worth our weight in shit
 But we know how to pile it up
 Coffins of camouflage and sand
 Take your boots off before, you get through the door
 But the dirt still drags in deep
 Deeper than ever before
 Break your back for the princes
 And bring the burden back home
 The eyes of the child through a rifle's scope
 See you, and you alone
 Could you have been the shoulder to cry on?
 Could you wear the leather skin?
 Could you have even been bothered, to let, a stranger in?
 You don't know fucking pain