I see it on the TV, it's playing on my mind,
Everything I see has got something to do with killing my brother.
Just another mind game? or maybe it's a sign,
When the child with a gun holds it up to the head of his brother.
Well that ain't nice. Gotta get a grip, gotta get a hold on life,
Gotta get a grip cause you're gonna slip, yeah.
Somebody tell me, where did we lose?
Where's the point that we lost the control to live with each other?
Mister politician, searching for a lie.
What's the truth? will the youth...
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