Killer's son Lyrics

I'm so sorry now for killing your son

I'm lying down in the sand

Fighting for my life

I'm so tired now



Aim your guns at the ones

A killing machine I've become



And with a rifle in my hands,

Well I try to understand

If this is war is justified or for the oil lines

As we're counting all the stars

While we ruin each other's hearts

Yeah I regret that I didn't die or did I?

Well I'm a killer's son

You and I've become



I'm thinking ‘bout home, where are you?

I feel so alone surrounded by fire

My feet are hurting

The sergeant lies down

Bleeding



Aim your guns at the ones



And what the hell is country pride?

When the president is proud?

As we're carried away underneath a flag

And we're pouncing our guns to those

Who could've been our sons

What makes them deserve to

Die more than you and I?

Well I'm a killer's son

You and I've become



I've got to get my gun

‘Cause I'm a killer's son

I've got to get my gun

‘Cause you and I've become

A killer's son









x Yvon