Justify, as if it were our right to say
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Now decide, which liar you trust and which one chose our fate
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Fed in time as a choice we think we're making
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It's the guns that we know vs. the guns we never will
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When illusions burn where will we be left standing
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Still with the guns that we know vs. the guns we never will.
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Pacify, with false hope of safety within
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Never mind that they were never there where could we begin
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Fed in time as a choice we think we're making
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It's the guns that we know vs. the guns we never will
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When illusions burn where will we be left standing
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Still with the guns that we know vs. the guns we never will.
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We call upon god for which killing's permitted,
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and then brag out loud that our side made the grade
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We better pray, with this as our position
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Our wrongs don't come back and burn us down to the ground
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And what gives us the right to judge without reprisal
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To strike retaliation and wash our hands of blood
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And who gave us the crown to claim that we're divine
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Without needing repentance and drive them into hell
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Fed in time as a choice we think we're making
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It's the guns that we know vs. the guns we never will
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When illusions burn where will we be left standing
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Its a Devil that we know vs. the devil that we kill.
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Foundations To Burn
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| Boy Sets Fire |
