Why is it difficult for many to admit,
That a tit for a tat doesn't end a spat.
And never will a stabbing in the back,
Stop. Without...
An escalation.
People today,
Rage over nothing.
People today,
Are baited with hate.
People today,
Rage over nothing.
People today,
Are more irate.
Why is it difficult for many to admit,
That a tit for a tat doesn't end a spat.
Or stop. Without...
An explanation.
People today,
Rage over nothing.
People today,
Are more irate.
People today,
Rage over nothing.
People today,
Are baited with hate.
Where are those people who wish for more love?
And...
Where are those people who seek peace,
To leave.
People today,
Rage over nothing.
People today,
Are more irate.
Well...
Where are those people who wish for more love?
And...
Where are those people who seek peace?
Why is it difficult for many to admit,
That a tit for a tat doesn't end a spat.
And never will a stabbing in the back,
Stop. Without...
An escalation.
Why is it difficult for many to admit,
That a tit for a tat doesn't end a spat.
Or stop. Without...
An explanation.
People today,
Rage over nothing.
People today,
Are more irate.
People today,
Rage over nothing.
People today,
Are baited with hate.
People today,
Rage over nothing.
People today,
Are more irate.
Is it,
Too late...
To end this captivation.
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