Mistaken Identity piosenki

In the bathroom light In the heat of the night In my arm to my head Moving walls, the walking dead My arm falls off, it starts to bleed The book itself, it starts to read Colors and objects, they start to blend Oh no, it's happening again... again 

I remember the good old days When all the kids were at war The nazis were at our front door When half the kids come back in bags With one arm or with no legs I remember the good old days When all the kids went to Vietnam Fought the commies but no one w...