War
Running away, scared to the bone
Leaving our homes, I don't understand
Following orders, Killing your brothers
Destroying all, that you've ever known
War! War! War! War!
It feels like something from the past
The wounds are still open and bleeding
Greed is your sin, the king of mean
Frustration burns, rage growns in me
Eye for an eye, everyone blind
How can you sleep? All these dead innocents
War! War! War! War!
It feels like something from the past
The wounds are still open and bleeding
Leaving our homes, I don't understand
Following orders, Killing your brothers
Destroying all, that you've ever known
War! War! War! War!
It feels like something from the past
The wounds are still open and bleeding
Greed is your sin, the king of mean
Frustration burns, rage growns in me
Eye for an eye, everyone blind
How can you sleep? All these dead innocents
War! War! War! War!
It feels like something from the past
The wounds are still open and bleeding
Credits
Writer(s): David Rigo Roberts, Miquel Barceló Rúbio, Rafel Garcias Trobat
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