Born into race and nation

Accept family and obligation

I'm not a citizen, I'm not a citizen

Embrace tradition and occupation

Cull memory for assimilation

Secure for future generations

Secure for future generations

I'm not a citizen, I'm not a citizen

Laying in this cold field

Waiting for the call

Feeling right here in this uniform

I think I got them all

Academic or street education

Obtain degree in annihilation

I'm not a citizen, I'm not a citizen

Laying down in chambers

Waiting for the call

Seen your kind so many times

You got no chance at all

Laid out, immobile

Hoping for that call

It's in my mouth, under my skin

Sodium Pentathol