Pay For Death

Can't look away as they play
Death and destruction again
Guilty for not doing a thing
As i watch hospitals disappear
Teen hands bolted to their guns
Teen hands bolted to their guns
Teen hands bolted to their guns
Our eyes locked onto screens

This war
This lie
Who the fuck is it for
Not the weak or the poor
What the fuck is it for
Is it faith? Maybe greed
This war
This lie
We keep paying for death
And we lie to ourselves
Thinking we won't be next
As they ready their weapons

As they ready their weapons

As they ready their weapons
The war, the filth
The blood, the sin
Don't wanna have us see that shit
Show us the cheating
Show us the drama
don't wanna have us see the killin'
Teen hands bolted to their guns
Teen hands bolted to their guns
Teen hands bolted to their guns
Our eyes locked onto screens

This war
This lie
Who the fuck is it for
Not the weak or the poor
What the fuck is it for
Is it faith? Maybe greed
This war
This lie
We keep paying for death
And we lie to ourselves
Thinking we won't be next
As they ready their weapons

They tell us at eighteen
We can join the army
'Cause we're just fresh meat
And they make a profit
They tell us at eighteen
We can join the army
'Cause we're just fresh meat
And they make a profit

This war
This lie
Who the fuck is it for
Not the weak or the poor
What the fuck is it for
Is it faith? Maybe greed
This war
This lie
We keep paying for death
And we lie to ourselves
Thinking we won't be next
As they ready their weapons

As they ready their weapons

As they ready their weapons
War, war, war, war, war, war
Pay for death
War, war, war, war, war, war
Pay for death



Credits
Writer(s): Cheryl Rome
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