Violence is spreading faster than
Violence is spreading faster than cells of cancer
This world we've created has become a disaster
Enemies spread out on every corner
Your own neighbor can be such a foreigner
It's hard to find someone who's nice anymore
Self absorbed in their life, and their manners are poor
Guns taking leaves of many, quite innocent
Unaware that their problems can't be solved in one instance
Money has started the biggest wars known to man
It's seems as though that was always the plan
This world is spinning in a rapid downward spiral
If we don't change it now there will be no survivors
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