its called Young Hearts
Darkness everywhere
The world isn't fair
Bombs going off somewhere
Sadness creeping into young hearts
Because of war and death
Makes you forget of all the good times once shared
And people live in fear
Because of the men with guns
No one will ever be the same again
Oh, who is the one to blame?
(For this?)
Soldiers will feel the effects of war
Civilian's will wear the consequences
A nation will lose it's pride
The world will have nothing to gain
(At all)
Sadness creeping into young hearts
Because of war and death
Makes you forget of all
The good times once shared
It's always sad to see a child all alone
Crying over their mother's dead body
A sense of sadness in society
Are you so cold hearted to let the war go on?
Sadness creeping into young hearts
Because of war and death
Makes you forget of all
The good times once shared
Darkness everywhere
The world just isn't fair
Bombs flying everwhere
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