Letra de Method to your madness

Please let us at them,
Goes the barrack room cry,
I´m glad I´m not going.
I´m not dying to die.
I´ve got all my medals
Survived sneak attacks
It´s not worth all the feelings
And compassion I lack.

Out on the run, guns at your back,
They´ve got you in their sights.
Everyone´s gone, they´re dead in a trench.
Endless, sleepless nights.

I´ve been to the jungle
In garrison file
I´ve walked death´s quiet paths
Each lonely mile
I killed for no reason
My heart grew stone cold
With a gun in your hand,
Suddenly you think you´re so bold

Out on the run, guns at your back,
They´ve got you in their sights.
Everyone´s gone, they´re dead in a trench.
Endless, sleepless nights.

Out on the run, guns at your back
They´ve got you in their sights
Is the method to your madness now
To try to end your life?

Captive there and all alone
I would bide my time
I´de write my family and all my friend
And tell them I am doing fine
But why is there blood upon my chest?
Is there a method to this madness?

Twenty one guns salute you,
When you die.
Twenty one guns salute you,
Why, oh why?
Your gravestone reads
You were a patriot´s son.
But nobody cares
When all is said and done.

Out on the run, guns at your back,
They´ve got you in their sights.
Everyone´s gone, they´re dead in a trench.
Endless, sleepless nights.

Out on the run, guns at your back,
They´ve got you in their sights.
Is the method to your madness now
To try to end your life?