Stop the Lies
If our guns are at each other's heads, only our blood will shed
Why let blood run for petty sake, when life could be spared- rather than staked
Stop the fighting, stop the pain, don't make the blood of haters rain
No more invasion, no more abuse, the interrogations have lost their use
Continue this fight anymore, and we'll be headed to Hell for sure
Keep it up man let us die at least we'll stop with all the lies
Only making it worse for yourself, your lonely shadow cast on a shelf
Left to wither shrivel and die, forever waiting our souls will lie
Thanks to the fighting and to the abuse, our cries of help are of no use
We scream and yell and cry and beg, the longing voices in our heads
Lost souls shout for a second chance, but ne'er again will these two fates dance
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