They were children fighting in the fields
Muddy faces, bows and arrows
Pretending that their fatal wounds would heal
But that was then and this is now
Give me a reason, a reason to stay
I am lost, confused, worlds away
So give me the answer, show me the way
'Cause I'm bound to lose, feel betrayed
Now they're fighting in the k**ing fields
Digging trenches, drowning sorrows
No pretending now, the pain is real
Asking why and what it's for?
So welcome to the real world
It's a question of belief
Is it worth dying for