Bullet, bullet, bullet, bullet from a rifle
Aimed at a little girl desperate for survival
Bomb, bomb, bomb, bombs away
How many people will they kill today
Hostages, hostages where
Over here or over there
How many people will stare at the screens
Don’t bat an eye at their cries or screams
There’s blood on your hands and in between your fingers
Clean off the blood but it’ll still linger
If you think that we’ve forgotten well you best know
The riots started about an hour ago
Well you took away their parents and their best years
Filled a river with everyone of their tears
One for the money, one for the fame
Do you think human life is a fucking game
Hate, hate
Hate, hate
Hate, hate
Hate, hate
Fight war, not wars
Fight war, not wars
Fight war, not wars
Fight war, not wars
Fight war, fight war
Fight war, fight war
Fight war, fight war
Fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight, fight