Third War, Second Death

Come on sweetheart, where's my shotgun?
You know, this war was made to die, twice.

Upon the Sky there are a thousand flags
Shining running through the city
Going nowhere, nowhere
This is the new world war
People are walking fast
Crying to their mom like children
This place smell like death

And let me tell you something
But don't be scared
Well, let me tell you something but don't be scared
I'm sick of al,l of all, of all.
But I like it all, it all, it all.

We can drink some wine tonight
To say goodbye to them
But when we look back oh, baby
Will be a crying shame!

And let me tell you something
But don't be scared
Well, let me tell you something but don't be scared
I'm sick of al,l of all, of all.
But I like it all, it all, it all.

And if the sun goes down tonight
But if we all wake up to late
And if the shame let us fall, somehow
And if the stars fall on our heads

Third War, Second Death

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