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The good Lord cut me down
and as I lay upon the ground
I can't help askin'..
why does our blood keep on flowing?
it's punishment, I reckon
oh, why be born just to fight
in a proxy war of lies
and a promise of nothin'
as long as we're still alive
war will try to thrive inside of someone
oh...
as long as we're still alive
war will try to thrive inside of someone