Wartime - Funker Vogt

You grow up in the wartime

But the wars are all over

Peacetimes aren’t easy

For a warrior like you

There’s really nothign left what you can do

Now that the war is over

And no one needs a hero

You fought your wars

It was no game

With all your force

Always the same

Here all the work is done

And now your are still young

There never was much fun

So you have paid the bill

You will be soon forgotten

Cause no one likes the war

And you are just a symbol

For this bloody game

If they ever could

They will look you up

So be careful try to hide

Don’t give them a reason