teacher
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bring me to heaven
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or leave me alone
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why make me work so hard
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when you know i work slow
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don't make us watch you scrape
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more powder on the walls
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show us a laser
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take to space
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or let us go
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we got violent games on pause at home
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you've seen this angst take shape
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don't hide those guilty eyes
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you gave us guns for toys
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we trained with cross hair scopes
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then in the name of peace we make war
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sargent
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i don't remember how you said to deal with guilt
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i'm haunted by families
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even ghosts of soldiers kids
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is it god against god
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and the pawns are people?
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if they're both the same god
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then the battle's over
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details
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preacher
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am i gonna make it?
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am i going up?
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am i forgiven for the humans i dropped
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it's not like a game once the guilt piles up
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if i knew what i know now
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it's easy to say i wouldn't go
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i had violent games on pause at home
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you know how hate takes shape
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don't hide those guilty eyes
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you gave us guns for toys
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imposed beliefs then pride
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we were taught that god prefers the usA
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just like the billboard sign -"this is god's country"
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if it's true that god roots for the usa
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is every bomb we drop in god's name?
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A Battle Hymn For Children
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| The Faint |
