Indian Blanket(ft. Klara Soderberg) - War Song | Текст песни

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• Indian Blanket(ft. Klara Soderberg)
• War Song

War, I see through your game.
That glory, it hides all your shame.
When will you decide you're tired of that fame?
War, you never do change.

War, your friends are all gone.
They lay sleeping in the cold colored dawn.
Dead our dying, the ground they lay on
Is a chess board and they were your pawns.

War, my stomach is sick.
The dark's coming down on us quick.
I pressed so many charges, but none of them stick.
War, how can you exist.

War, what good are you now?
War, why do we allow
you to continue, despite all your vows?
War, I'm giving up now.