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A new divorce, i want to separate myself |
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From all these cold blooded wars. |
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I close my eyes but wherever i turn myself |
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I find another source of no remorse. |
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Moving towards the verge of collapse |
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And i can't force you or anyone else to help me to restore. |
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And i despise, when we act like all this came as a surprise |
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And we don't see why. |
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The skies filled with bombers. |
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And we have to bear in mind, |
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That children die in the third world because of lies. |
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What a surprise, the suddenness of the crisis demands us all to rise. |
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Disbelief, sadness and guilt. |
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Breaking down everything beautiful we built. |
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And the residents, flooded out of their houses |
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By the thousands as the sky went black. |
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Another conflict is evolving and there is no turning back, |
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We shake our heads in disgust as we see the almost dead people, |
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Keep begging for water and bread. |
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The stealth bomber will find it 's way, sneaking up on it's pray. |
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It 's fairly depressing to conclude, that this is just another bad day. |
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And we have to bear in mind that children die, in the third. |
