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They Must Want To Die

D.i.
(album: What Good Is Grief To A God?)

Down with the arms race,
to keep the otehr in its place.
Bombs flying in the night,
like a rabid dog bite.
Newspapers all the same,
media, a brainwash game.
Why do they even try?
´Cuz they must want to die.
No alibi.
Don´t ask no reason why, because they...
They must want to die.
Hey, what´s the latest scoop?
Go and build another nuke.
We´re all the masquerade.
The world filled up with hate.
Every country´s newest game,
who´s to fault, who´s to blame?
Why do the people lie?
They must want to die.
Wanna die.
No alibi...bombs away!
The feds take all your green,
for the doomsday machine.
You´re heading down the track.
Wonder why people crack.
Down with the arms race.
Keep the other in it´s palce.
Bombs flying in the night
They want to die.
No alibi.
Don´t need no reason why...