Fuck the newspapers, forget what's on the TV screen.
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They'll say we're winning, but they'll never tell you what was gained.
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Cash in the pockets of the businessmen who call the shots
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While shots are fired far from all their summer homes and yachts.
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Every day that passes you know we don't do anything,
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And another mother's son is dying on a battlefield.
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And while the children fight and die for your america,
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The corporations run away with our fucking world, our world
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So this is war, our war.
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And just because we're strong doesn't mean we can't be gentle.
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We could be gentle.
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Just because we're strong doesn't mean we can't be gentle.
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We could be gentle.
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Just because we're strong doesn't mean we can't be gentle.
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We could be gentle.
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Just because we're strong doesn't mean we can't be gentle.
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We could be gentle.
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We could be gentle.
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Fifty cent hearts. Fifty cent hearts. Fifty cent hearts.
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[x2]
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Is that all we're worth?
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Fifty Cent Hearts
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