Bombs don't want to fall
Bullets don't want to fly
but its us
it aint them
we make them
wars don't really
want to be
but its us
it aint them
we make them
just look
at the world
and see
the death toll rise
as baby is
being born
every time somebody dies
so many
dangerous animals
and they aint all
locked up in a cage
someone murders people
in a murderous rampage
or in a moment of rage
guns and bombs
wouldn't be killing us
if we
didn't make them
it aint them
its us
we make them!
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