The seeds of this war were sewn in our father's time And every bomb will plant some more fear and hate Let's break this chain of history before it gets too late
How many men will choose to run with the mad dog How many more will have to die at his bloody hand And who will shield our children from this plague that kills our land
I close my eyes and ears, don't want the news I will not watch them play the scenes again Don't ask me who's side I'm on, or what I think about it 'Cause I don't want to play that game, I'm not buyin in
What do you need to get through the daytime What do you need to get through the night Who made these rules and who's to say who's wrong and who is rightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
