Letras
It's a war out there son
You've got to fight or you've got to run
I know it doesn't seem fair
But you really have no other choice
When gunfire becomes the voice of reason
For no reason at all
But to make the rich richer
It's the poor that must take the fall
For those spineless politicians with only their own interest at heart
They don't even care about tearing loved ones apart
To promote their propaganda of fear and greed and hate
They play god and want to control your fate
They can take away your life
But they cannot take away your choice
So make the right one
Make the right one my son