Slayer — Expendable Youth

[Verse 1] Gun down cold on a raw deal Home turf, my battlefield In no one's way, caught in a crossfire Stray bullets can kill [Chorus] Expendable youth Fighting for possession Having control A principal obsession Rivalry and retribution Death: the only solution [Verse 2] Injured soul on the hard ground Head blown off, facedown Lying in a pool of blood An accidental death, homicide [Chorus] Expendable youth Fighting for possession Having control A principal obsession Rivalry and retribution Death: the only solution Try and take me, you motherfucker! [Lead – Hanneman and King] [Bridge] Struggling to survive This drug-induced warfare Having control A principal obsession Expendable youth Fighting for possession Violence is only a friend [Chorus] Expendable youth Fighting for possession Having control A principal obsession Rivalry and retribution Death: the only solution