Sounds of bullets through the air
Blood of children on the ground
The war is you, your hate, your fear
In your head
You made up a reality to try and sell to us
But you don’t understand us
The spirits are all around you
Watching, listening…speaking
So, you now get to hear voices, you lil’ cuties!
What right do you know? What leadership do you deserve?
BOO
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