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State Approved Songtext
No hope for the poor
No care from the rich
With elitist liars
There′s no aid for the sick
When the air is fresh
And the people are safe
With a roof overhead
And we all give without take
When our water is free
Medical aid has to wait
So society can grow
Or have we left it too late
Make me peace not war
Or is conflict our fate
Can we make amends?
Or are we destined for hate
So I say gun to my head
I won't beg I′m better off dead
And so I say gun to my head
I won't beg I'm better dead
Better off dead
Better off
Dead
Society
Has failed me
It′s hard to see how we are all
Considered to be free
It′s broken
We're failing
An endless pit of all the things
That make me sick
So I say gun to my head
I won′t beg I'm better off dead
And so I say gun to my head
I won′t beg I'm better dead
With every word you speak
There′s broken homes that lie at your feet
A state of despair and sorrow
And it all lies with you
With every word you speak
There's broken homes that lie at your feet
A state of despair and sorrow
And it all lies with you
Lies with you
With every word you speak
There's broken homes at your feet
A state of despair and sorrow
And it all lies with you
So I say gun to my head
I won′t beg I′m better off dead
And so I say gun to my head
I won't beg I′m better off dead
And so I say gun to my head
I won't beg I′m better off dead
And so I say gun to my head
I won't beg I′m better dead
As we engulf as we destroy everything that was built before
And we grow much stronger
But we can't control
Our weapons that we push so hard to remove
From our planet
With every last effort that we have left it's futile
We′re destined for failure
And there′s no turning back
Turning back
Turning back
As we engulf as we destroy everything that was built before
And we grow much stronger
But we can't control
Our weapons that we push so hard to remove
From our planet
With every last effort that we have left it′s futile
We're destined for failure
And there′s no turning back
Turning back
Turning back
As we engulf as we destroy everything that was built before
And we grow much stronger
But we can't control
Our weapons that we push so hard to remove
From our planet
With every last effort that we have left it′s futile
We're destined for failure
And there's no turning back
No care from the rich
With elitist liars
There′s no aid for the sick
When the air is fresh
And the people are safe
With a roof overhead
And we all give without take
When our water is free
Medical aid has to wait
So society can grow
Or have we left it too late
Make me peace not war
Or is conflict our fate
Can we make amends?
Or are we destined for hate
So I say gun to my head
I won't beg I′m better off dead
And so I say gun to my head
I won't beg I'm better dead
Better off dead
Better off
Dead
Society
Has failed me
It′s hard to see how we are all
Considered to be free
It′s broken
We're failing
An endless pit of all the things
That make me sick
So I say gun to my head
I won′t beg I'm better off dead
And so I say gun to my head
I won′t beg I'm better dead
With every word you speak
There′s broken homes that lie at your feet
A state of despair and sorrow
And it all lies with you
With every word you speak
There's broken homes that lie at your feet
A state of despair and sorrow
And it all lies with you
Lies with you
With every word you speak
There's broken homes at your feet
A state of despair and sorrow
And it all lies with you
So I say gun to my head
I won′t beg I′m better off dead
And so I say gun to my head
I won't beg I′m better off dead
And so I say gun to my head
I won't beg I′m better off dead
And so I say gun to my head
I won't beg I′m better dead
As we engulf as we destroy everything that was built before
And we grow much stronger
But we can't control
Our weapons that we push so hard to remove
From our planet
With every last effort that we have left it's futile
We′re destined for failure
And there′s no turning back
Turning back
Turning back
As we engulf as we destroy everything that was built before
And we grow much stronger
But we can't control
Our weapons that we push so hard to remove
From our planet
With every last effort that we have left it′s futile
We're destined for failure
And there′s no turning back
Turning back
Turning back
As we engulf as we destroy everything that was built before
And we grow much stronger
But we can't control
Our weapons that we push so hard to remove
From our planet
With every last effort that we have left it′s futile
We're destined for failure
And there's no turning back
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