Expendable Youth - Slayer

Gun down cold on a raw deal

Home turf my battlefield

In no one’s way caught in a crossfire

Stray bullets can kill

Expendable youths

Fighting for possession

Having control the principle obsession

Rivalry and retribution

Death the only solution

Inured soul lies on the ground

Head blown off face down

Lying in a pool of blood

An accidental death homicide

Struggling to survive

The drug induced warfare

To have control and principle obsession

Expendable youth fighting for possession

Violence is only a friend