Something Disposable - Trent Reznor & Atticus Ross

Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all Victim of what said should be, a servant 'til I fall Soldier boy, made of clay, now an empty shell Twenty-one, only son, but he served us well Bred to kill, not to care, do just as we say Finished here, greeting death, he's yours to take away Back to the front You will do what I say when I say Back to the front You will die when I say you must die Back to the front You coward, you servant, you blind man Barking of machine-gun fire does nothing to me now Sounding of the clock that ticks, get used to it somehow More a man, more stripes you wear, glory seeker trends Bodies fill the fields I see, the slaughter never ends Soldier boy, made of clay, now an empty shell Twenty-one, only son, but he served us well Bred to kill, not to care, do just as we say Finished here, greeting death, he's yours to take away Back to the front You will do what I say when I say Back to the front You will die when I say you must die Back to the front You coward, you servant, you blind man Why am I dying? Kill, have no fear Lie, live off lying Hell, hell is here Why am I dying? Kill, have no fear Lie, live off lying Hell, hell is here I was born for dying Life planned out before my birth, nothing could I say Had no chance to see myself, molded day by day Looking back I realize, nothing have I done Left to die with only friend, alone, I clench my gun Soldier boy, made of clay, now an empty shell Twenty-one, only son, but he served us well Bred to kill, not to care, do just as we say Finished here, greeting death, he's yours to take away Back to the front You will do what I say when I say Back to the front You will die when I say you must die Back to the front You coward, you servant, you blind man Back to the front Back to the front Back to the front Back to the front Back to the front

Valentines Day can be pretty funny When you don't wanna take the giant stuff from me But I still want a Sunday kind of love Even if commitment's buried beneath heart At least we could be sentimental Your mood is unreliable "Crazy" you call me For sticking with the same body and soul I don't wanna be disposable (ah) Though it hurts to say goodbye At least I'm on my side, I'm not disposable Oh, my days are lonely (lonely) What would it take to call me back? You say you feel disposable But you leave me on red (but you leave me on red) I know I'm not perfect baby (baby) 'Cause I got issues that I'm working through And I probably won't let you see baby We could be (we could be) Something special (special) But we've got to give this time to grow (give it time to grow) We could be something special (something special) Don't you ever think you're replaceable I don't wanna be disposable I wanna be where your love goes Though it hurts to say goodbye At least I'm on my side, I'm not disposable So if I stay enough He would change your mind and finally take my love But I should say I feel well Got to take back what you took for granted for myself No more blues and no more rivers to cry (rivers to cry) No more songs about the moonlight in the summertime (How I miss your summertime) I've learned not to fall in love too easily I swear I won't need someone to watch over me Me