| How many triggers
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| Take down an innocent victim?
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| What does your badge cover up?
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| How much training does it take
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| To look into his mother’s eyes?
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| And lie to cover up
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| It’ll be alright
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| You can probably sleep well tonight
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| If your conscience doesn’t burn
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| Explain to me
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| And a young man’s family
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| What your bullets can’t explain
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| And lie as you curse their children
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| I wonder if they’ll understand
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| And hide the casualties of war
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| Black and white and poor all over
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| Survival of the fittest
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| Wallets turn to critics
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| Hurry scramble for your out
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| But don’t forget when your victims have had enough
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| The gun can be turned around
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| It’ll be alright
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| You can probably sleep well tonight
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| If your conscience doesn’t burn
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| Explain to me
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| And a young man’s family
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| What your bullets can’t explain
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| And lie as you curse their children
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| I wonder if they understand
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| Hide the casualties of war
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| Black and white and poor all over
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| Stand and deliver
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| Justice from your ego
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| Slash and burn and then sort out
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| Rage doesn’t care where the scope is centered
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| Human targets turn to bloody trophies
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| How does it feel to be the one on top?
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| Enjoy that feeling and hold it tight
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| Cause soon the gun will be turned around
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| The gun will soon be turned around
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| Time runs out in the blink of eyes
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| Record everything you’ve done all over
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| You forget that we have nothing left to lose
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| And you lie as you curse their children
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| I wonder if they understand
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| Hide the casualties of war
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| Black and white and poor all over
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| Lie as you curse their children
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| I wonder if they understand
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| It’ll be alright
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| You can probably sleep well tonight
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| If your conscience doesn’t burn
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| And explain to me
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| And a young man’s family
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| What your bullets can’t explain
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| Explain to me
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| And a young man’s family
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| What your bullets can’t explain |