Looks to me, the older that I get
Well known, the more I seem to regret
Could it be, they pacified my mind
Well I know, I don't think so

Gang!
Another war machine, (x2)

Locked up, and throw away the key
You say, I'm something you don't wanna see
You look at me, I'm all that you detest
How so? You helped create me

Gang!
Another war machine, (x3)
Gang... another!

Oh Father
I don't seem to know
How to be living
My brother
Save yourself
Before your life is stepped in
Because they got you where they want you!

I live my live, fueled with lack of self-esteem
Just to make it, well I've got to take it, break it
Locked down, in a So-Cal correctional facility
Who tried, correct me, reject me, erase me
Looks to me, I never had a chance
It grows, it hits away my every plans
Now will I learn, to live another way
Oh No! I don't think so!

Gang!
Another war machine! (x3)
Gang... another!