Bullet Shells Only Raining In My Head

I wanna join the military and be a war poet

that nobody knows about

Because nobody loves war

Trying to kiss off the salvation (army)

Your face portrays a battlefield

Through the blur of my watery eyes

I'm crying because I don't belong

I want to follow you through the rough of it

But what you're looking for is escape

The landscape of your broken heart echoes through the empty sky

I've never held a gun before

And I flinch when hornets die

But to picture the vacancy of your eyes

Only keeps the mirror in them to show the moisture in mine

I realize now that without the army

Nobody will know about me anyways