teacher bring me to heaven or leave me alone why make me work so hard when you know i work slow don t make us watch you scrape more powder on the walls show us a laser take us to space or let us go we got violent games on pause at home you ve seen this angst take shape don t hide those guilty eyes you gave us guns for toys we trained with cross hair scopes then in the name of peace we make war sergeant i don t remember how you said to deal with guilt i m haunted by families grieving even soldiers kids is it god against god and the pawns are people if they re both the same god then the battle s over details preacher am i gonna make it am i going up am i forgiven for the humans i dropped it s not like a game once the guilt piles up if i knew what i know now it s easy to say i wouldn t go i had violent games on pause at home you know how hate takes shape don t hide those guilty eyes you gave us guns for toys imposed beliefs then pride we were taught that god prefers the usa just like the billboard sign this is god s country if it s true that god roots for the usa is every bomb we drop in god s name 