Violence lyrics
The sons and brothers, fighting for another cause
Anything to give their lives some meaning Busy with their guns and dreaming Far away from here Said they would act in self-defense And all the others, running 'round so hot and bothered Anything to give their lives some meaning In the evening Running around with guns and Said they would act in self-defense With violence Violence Violence Violence breeds Violence Violence breeds The son and brother, when he gets home He gives someone some love And mutters: "Woman, you'll never understand I did what I said in self-defense With violence" Violence breeds Violence Violence breeds Violence Violence breeds Violence
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