Video In The War de Aidad Cochliner 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Aidad Cochliner - In The War Lyrics

[Verse 1: feet]
They shot my feet off in the war
I couldn’t eat soil anymore
Now my legs feel kinda sore
From surgery I couldn’t pay for
Both my feet are now prosthetic
Inhalation general anesthetic
I look really fucking pathetic
But it makes me feel copacetic

[Chorus: Aidad]
I was in the war
What are we fighting for
All the unnecessary gore
The blood it pours
The jets they soar
And then they drop more
Take me out of this hell
I am not feeling well

[Verse 2: Aidad]
The enemy approaches
Bodies filled with roaches
Taking pills to ease the pain
I think that they struck a vein
We were losing the battle
Our soldiers are being dismantled
The blood from inside
My general I do not abide
We fought with all we had
A wound with a pad
My gun filled with bullets
Shooting at the pilots
I pray that i survive
To say that i am alive
Children around me crying
My heart slows. I am dying
[Chorus: Aidad]
I was in the war
What are we fighting for
All the unnecessary gore
The blood it pours
The jets they soar
And then they drop more
Take me out of this hell
My friend isn’t feeling well

[Verse 3: feet]
Our positions we will assume
Fearing our impending doom
Every day we dig more tombs
We’re starting to run out of room

Running to the enemy, I lost my squad
I have to find them, I pray to God
I’ll do anything, even fraud
Please don’t strike me with your lightning rod

I feel trapped in constant warfare
This is what it feels like to live in Delaware
I lost my best friend his name is Pierre
See his corpse? Yeah it's right there
On the battlefield, dead bodies among us
I’ve been poisoned, it tastes like fungus
All the gunshots are causing a ruckus
Now back to Aidad with the chorus

[Chorus: Aidad]
I was in the war
What are we fighting for
All the unnecessary gore
The blood it pours
The jets they soar
And then they drop more
Take me out of this hell
I am not feeling well

[Verse 4: Thep]
So much fighting, there’s so much blood
Bombs dropping with big loud thuds
Here I am, trapped in this bunker
I have my gun, like from Krunker

Please help me out
I have no water, like a drought
I want to go back home
But in a different tone, I would like a comb
I wish this war would close, and I wish I lived in Rome
I wish I had clean clothes, or cups not styrofoam
All the bombs hurt my ears, I want earmuffs
I see no one crying tears, but I know they bluff

My wounds more red than Tec The Tractor
My days are numbered, like a factor
I wish I was an actor, but I’m in this war for real
What will I do after? Play the glockenspiel

[Chorus: Aidad]
I was in the war
What are we fighting for
All the unnecessary gore
The blood it pours
The jets they soar
And then they drop more
Take me out of this hell
I am not feeling well