Battling Guns

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C’mon closer, listen up
You talk, while our lives stop
Hiding behind your four white walls
Which one will be the first to fall?

Days are stolen from young and old
Waking up, morning so cold
Try to change it all too late
Never learn, from your mistakes

Throwing rocks
Battling guns
Not fair to me
Growing up
Battling guns

After all it’s all the same
Don’t forget they were once your graves
Season changes, another fall
It’s worth nothing, nothing at all

Shape our hands as our whole world burns
Like animals, we dig the earth
Raise your hands as our whole world burns
Shrug it off, face away and turn

Throwing rocks
Battling guns
Not fair to me
Growing up
Battling guns

Throwing rocks
Battling guns
Not fair to me
Battling guns

Not fair to me
What would you do
Not fair to me