I Didn't Like The Way I Was

Let's Put It This Way: I Did Not Get In Trouble Every Time I Drank, But Every Time I Got In Trouble, I'd Been Drinking

Brother Will Kill Brother, Spill Blood Across The Land. Killing For Religion, Something I Don't Understand. Fools Like Me Who Cross The Sea And Come To Foreign Lands, Ask The Sheep For Their Beliefs; 'do You Kill On God's Command?'

Military Intelligence, Two Words Combined That Cant Make Sense

I Guess Because I Had Such A Horrible Life Growing Up, Going From Place To Place Not Knowing What I Was Gonna Do And Ending Up Being Homeless, There Was A Lot Of Pain And A Lot Of Anger That Was Coming Out Through My Guitar Playing.

If You Shake My Hand, Better Count Your Fingers