This war's a motherfucker How many sons will we kill today On fours little brother Tell me what the view's like from the ground
Your love is a killer Killing all this love in me We are so full of terror Vicious kiss your love is longing dee
Plove, love, love will strike you down Love, love
Where the anger is hot Where opinion is deep Understanding is shot is dead is dead is dead Where the linen is cheap Where the weapons are not All the mothers will weep is dead is dead is dead
Will strike you down Love, love, love will strike you down
We're drawn to a torture I can't take it anymore On fours little mother Tell me what the view's like from the ground
Love, love, love will strike you down Love, love, love will strike us down
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