| 歌曲 | A War Called Home |
| 歌手 | Strung Out |
| 专辑 | Blackhawks Over Los Angeles |
| 作曲 : Cruz, Strung Out | |
| We are the last remains | |
| We are bridge over troubled water | |
| We are the renegades | |
| We are awake to what's going on | |
| I was the son of a promised land | |
| Whose father's youth was lost in Vietnam | |
| One nation believed all the TV said | |
| Killed Kennedy and screamed "God is dead!" | |
| Come sing along with me our song it can't be wrong | |
| We are the last remains that carry on | |
| We are the bombs that rain | |
| Upon the ones that have done no wrong | |
| We are the oil fields | |
| That'll burn till all hope is gone | |
| So raise a flag and prey on everything gone wrong | |
| In CEO we trust to carry on | |
| We are the breakdown, come on and get down | |
| Forever young, gonna tear this shit down | |
| To write a story, our own story | |
| To be the ones that'll change direction | |
| Cause I've been asleep too long | |
| And I can't remember how I got so numb | |
| To what's going on | |
| We need no hand grenades | |
| No machine guns to make us strong | |
| We are the every day | |
| They got armies well we got ours | |
| So sing along with me we are the beating heart | |
| That pumps this blood through veins that carry me on | |
| So put your flag down, come on and get down | |
| We are the ones that'll tear this shit down | |
| To write our story, our history | |
| Without bombs or religious glory | |
| Cause we've been asleep too long | |
| With no real answer how it got this far | |
| Tonight I will not close my eyes | |
| How can we ever sleep again | |
| How can we ever sleep the same | |
| How can we ever sleep the same |
| zuò qǔ : Cruz, Strung Out | |
| We are the last remains | |
| We are bridge over troubled water | |
| We are the renegades | |
| We are awake to what' s going on | |
| I was the son of a promised land | |
| Whose father' s youth was lost in Vietnam | |
| One nation believed all the TV said | |
| Killed Kennedy and screamed " God is dead!" | |
| Come sing along with me our song it can' t be wrong | |
| We are the last remains that carry on | |
| We are the bombs that rain | |
| Upon the ones that have done no wrong | |
| We are the oil fields | |
| That' ll burn till all hope is gone | |
| So raise a flag and prey on everything gone wrong | |
| In CEO we trust to carry on | |
| We are the breakdown, come on and get down | |
| Forever young, gonna tear this shit down | |
| To write a story, our own story | |
| To be the ones that' ll change direction | |
| Cause I' ve been asleep too long | |
| And I can' t remember how I got so numb | |
| To what' s going on | |
| We need no hand grenades | |
| No machine guns to make us strong | |
| We are the every day | |
| They got armies well we got ours | |
| So sing along with me we are the beating heart | |
| That pumps this blood through veins that carry me on | |
| So put your flag down, come on and get down | |
| We are the ones that' ll tear this shit down | |
| To write our story, our history | |
| Without bombs or religious glory | |
| Cause we' ve been asleep too long | |
| With no real answer how it got this far | |
| Tonight I will not close my eyes | |
| How can we ever sleep again | |
| How can we ever sleep the same | |
| How can we ever sleep the same |