Pick Up Your Guns

Pick up your guns, lad

And right how they've wronged you

For they taught you fear, and that violence will fix it

 

Pick up your guns, lad

And take away your pains

For they said you were broken, and that there was no cure

 

Pick up your guns, lad

And teach them to fear you

For then they will listen, and you must be on top

 

Pick up your guns, lad

And fight for survival

For this world is a war zone, and they refuse to know peace

 

Pick up your guns, lad

And put down your flowers

For they pull the trigger on children, and teach them to follow

 

Pick up your guns, lad

And hide your tears

For gone is your brother, and only revenge will heal

 

Pick up your guns

Feed into the hatred

Pick up your guns, lad

Pick up your guns.

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