M.I.A:

I'm tired of waking up,
To a done day,
In a gun fray,
Because I've got no blood left to bleed for this
Pride war,
For your score,
Because i've found my place,
Because i've got someone to chase,
And because I can't believe,
That you can't conceive,
The possibility,
We might lose.

Fight your own fucking war,
Settle your own Goddamn score,
I won't clean this mess, unless,
I'm the one who made it.

Bite your own Goddamn tongue,
Homeland security, supposedly fun?
Fucking slander, fucking lies,
Throwing ram wool in my eyes.

You don't like it? Hey!
When I fight it? Hey!
You don't like it?
Well then you fight it!

You don't like it? Hey!
When I fight it? Hey!
You don't like it?
Well then fight your Goddamn fucking war!
Just let me out, Bang!
Let me out, bang!
Let me out, bang!
Let me go home now!
Leave me out, boom!
Leave me out, boom!
Leave me out, boom!
Get the fuck out!