If all the weapons in the world could bleed acappellas
I'd wage a war everyday
I'd grow an intoxicating fondness for bloodshed
I'd walk the deserts and the seas smeared in napalm
I'd turn every life that crossed paths an anarchist
If all the weapons in the world could bleed acappellas
I would die a martyr every day
I'd wage a war everyday
I'd grow an intoxicating fondness for bloodshed
I'd walk the deserts and the seas smeared in napalm
I'd turn every life that crossed paths an anarchist
If all the weapons in the world could bleed acappellas
I would die a martyr every day
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