too many people

keep selling their lies

too many guns

shooting hate and greed

weighing on the conscience

of all man kind

what if all your weapons shot love...



love, sweet love, love at high speed

love, sweet love, love at high speed



you can't resist

your hate for the day

too many guns

shooting black and white

sooner or later

someone's got to pay

what if all your weapons shot love...



love, sweet love, love at high speed

love, sweet love, love at high speed



in the end

I'm envious of its lack

of envy itself

in the end

there isn't any color

and it's so beautiful

there's no sides to take

lines to draw

or

hate to breed

in the end

there's no fear of each other

because

we're all the same

why can't it be that way now



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