You get used to it
You get used to anything
Anything you'll ever know
All the decadence you now enjoy
All the fierceful pride you so adore
All the awful pain you can't ignore
You get used to it now
You get used to it now
Now
You get used to it
You get used to anything
Anything you'll ever know
You get used to it now
Now
Get used to it now
Now
Dreaming of battle
Within the comfort of home
Feelings of dread and panic
Remaining unknown
Unless you like to mess up
A life without scars
There's no such thing
As a beautiful war
Unless the pain of others
Is what you adore
There's no such thing
As a beautiful war