A loyal husband
his face in his hands,
guilt on his mind,
disbelieve in his eyes
The wife on the bed
Eternal love, one lie
Suffocation, strangulation

An eight year old boy
with blood on his shirt,
a gun in his hand,
and a shock on his face
His friend on the ground
A play gone too far
Two minutes of laughter,
now years of sadness

New member of the gang
Fists covered in chains
Friends telling him
"you're not to blame"
An old lady beaten up,
now facing death
20 dollars and a watch
Anxiety and regret

CHORUS
We keep on fighting and killing

It seems to be the driving force
of modern day society
People at each others' throats,
unable to realize

When ignorance meets arrogance
our world fades to black
So let's wake up!
We must face this nightmare
and end this violence

Round and round
No direction
Where should I go?
Blind arms
Lost feet
All senses fail
Leave it all
Watch it die
And break through this time
No more sense

CHORUS

He seemed kinda quiet
mostly kept to himself
Four years of planning
and finding the gun
They found a dead teacher
and six of his mates
His body lay there
next to that gun

The banner reads:
"It's time to stand up
We're fighting for freedom
We're fighting for us"
The protestors walk on,
some yelling out "die!"
The cops overreact,
the beating begins

CHORUS

Why do we kill?
Why do we murder?

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