| Song | Throw in the Towel |
| Artist | Smartbomb |
| Album | Chaos and Lawlessness |
| 作曲 : Bean, Perkins, Smartbomb ... | |
| In Afghanistan he had a gun, | |
| But that couldn't protect him from the worst tragedy he had ever seen. | |
| The only one I dare to believe. | |
| If you want money, or power, or legacy, than stand in the segregation line. | |
| Do you want a medal, or a chest to put it on? Is your cause even righteous? | |
| We are at war, don't forget it. He cleans his chamber, polished his mess kit. | |
| Stop pointing the finger, start provoking question. | |
| Makes no sense to think about the prize and not about the consequence. | |
| The tread on the tanks go round n' round. Explosives are in the ground. | |
| Seismic shockwaves right through your feet that break every fucking bone in your body. | |
| This is it, suicide, this is how he died. | |
| Be it my mind, or our mind's eye. His resting place is hallowed ground |
| zuò qǔ : Bean, Perkins, Smartbomb ... | |
| In Afghanistan he had a gun, | |
| But that couldn' t protect him from the worst tragedy he had ever seen. | |
| The only one I dare to believe. | |
| If you want money, or power, or legacy, than stand in the segregation line. | |
| Do you want a medal, or a chest to put it on? Is your cause even righteous? | |
| We are at war, don' t forget it. He cleans his chamber, polished his mess kit. | |
| Stop pointing the finger, start provoking question. | |
| Makes no sense to think about the prize and not about the consequence. | |
| The tread on the tanks go round n' round. Explosives are in the ground. | |
| Seismic shockwaves right through your feet that break every fucking bone in your body. | |
| This is it, suicide, this is how he died. | |
| Be it my mind, or our mind' s eye. His resting place is hallowed ground |