Thursday, 31 July 2014

What's a war going to kill 
In this dead heart of mine
My breathes are for the namesake 
Only mocking this time 

Little is left to break and shatter 
All that's left of me Is hurt and anger 
Kill me, cut me open 
There'd be no blood to spatter 

What's a bullet going to do 
They've pierced my skin 
Through and through

What's a war going to kill
They say they take away everything you built 
But what's a bullet going to do 
When you're lifeless, every single part of you 

When you're already so dead 
Just so through and through 
Tell me, What's a War going to do 

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