FOB; how well do you know them?
Find a safe place, brace yourself, bite your lips I'm sending your fingernails and empty bottles you've sipped Back to your family cause I know you will be missed So you can find a safe place, brace yourself They call kids like us vicious and carved out of stone But for what we've become, we just feel more alone Always weigh what I've got against what I left So progress report: I am missing you to death
The sounds of this small town make my ears hurt (make my ears hurt) Oh yeah, you caught me. But I caught you one worse They say, "You want a war? You've got a war." But who are you fighting for? The tides out, the ship's run aground We drown traitors in shallow water With your backless black dress soaked to the skin When it's said and done they're all scrambling And we're friends, we're friends Just because we move units