| I’m sick of seeing all the children and the suffering
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| Draft is just another word of saying slavery
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| I’m told to be a man and fight for my country
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| Don’t you think that every life is worth something?
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| I won’t fight another war
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| When I don’t know what I’m fighting for
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| I can hear the planes flying up above me
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| Another way to make another broken family
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| I could paint a million pictures but you’ll never see
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| Don’t you think that every life is worth something?
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| I won’t fight another war
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| When I don’t know what I’m fighting for
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| I can’t stand to watch the children bleed
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| Hurts the eyes, the suffering
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| Where’s the good?
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| Where’s the love?
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| Love’s so desperately needed
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| I won’t fight for something
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| That I don’t believe in
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| I won’t fight another war
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| What are we fighting for?
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| Every child and his father that he’ll never see
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| (that he’ll never see)
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| For every widow in a bed that lies empty
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| (lies empty)
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| For every yellow ribbon tied around a tree
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| For all of you that never had a chance to speak
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| I won’t fight another war
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| When I don’t know what I’m fighting for
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| We won’t lose nobody when
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| I don’t fight for something I don’t believe in |