You Were Supposed To Die Letra

Besides a permanent limp and damaged insides?
Delay, deny, and wait 'til they die.

The war is over, now the real fight begins.
A system where failure means death
Fails more often than not.
Change will come slowly, if at all.
Topsheeting makes it a lottery,
It's neither quantity nor quality.
They'll say whatever it takes to put you in a war
Then cross their fingers you don't make it back.
Don't have to pay benefits to a dead man.
Bound and gagged in red tape and denial,
The lucky ones die on the battlefield.
War is a business;
Can't let the overhead outweigh the income.
What's the value of a human life to our government?
Easy. What's the value of dirt?