War Songtext
von High Fade

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Sons of bitches running this dump are corrupt pieces of shit
I thought this was America!

30 days and 30 nights
It don′t matter black or white
Save the children, I'll die for free
Tell my mama, don′t forget about me

I won't hold no rifle
I won't shoot no guns
I don′t want no titles
The devil′s on the run


Dead in the sand
Dead on the beach
Head in your hands
Who's gonna save me?
Write some letters
Pray for weather
Birds of a feather
But it don′t matter 'cause

I won′t hold no rifle
I won't shoot no gun
I don′t see the point sir
Killing someone's son
I don't need no rifle
I don′t need no gun
I don′t need no bible
Just an unfortunate son

Violence, imprisoning me, you know I can't sleep
Death imprisoning me you know I can′t see
Rage, imprisoning me, you know I can't wait
Hate imprisoning me, you know I love to hate

You know I love to hate
You know I love to hate
You know I love to hate