People die and the world keeps turning.
In Mississippi there's a cross that's still burning.
The DRC and genocide, the father,
The son and all the fears that we hide.
There's a thousand reasons we should have dropped our
Weapons and probably walked away and left.
And I don't believe in "Drop the bomb and let god just
Do the rest" we left. I don't know!
What are we here for? A bomb drops and the world keeps
Turning. In Mississippi there's a fire still burning.
The DRC and genocide, the father,
The son and I guess that's why I'm drinking to run
From the end. I'm drinking to hide from the end!
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