| It's Your Fault | ||||
Verse: startin a war cuz our live's a bore, killin those people like it's a chore, american pride, controls our lives, fly that flag till they all die. the enemy men put a bullet in their head, their live's aint worth, nothin but bread, is this what america is? a murderous nation built on greed..... Chorus: battles every day, bones start to decay, people go to die because of what our leaders say. its your fucking fault, its your fucking fault, turn yourself around and cause all your lies to halt. Verse: the president says, we'll all be dead, unless we get that bastards head, where's the truth? where's the proof? why are we the one's making the move? who gave them the materials to make, all the weapons we're trying to take? reinvestigate our foreign policies, you'll find that we're the cause for all their evil deeds......... |
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