You get used to it You get used to anything Anything you'll ever know All the decadence you now enjoy All the fierceful pride you so adore All the awful pain you can't ignore You get used to it now You get used to it now
Now
You get used to it You get used to anything Anything you'll ever know You get used to it now
Now Get used to it now Now
Dreaming of battle Within the comfort of home Feelings of dread and panic Remaining unknown
Unless you like to mess up A life without scars There's no such thing As a beautiful war
Unless the pain of others Is what you adore There's no such thing As a beautiful war