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"Grandfather what's that thing on your wall?" He said, "It's a memory from fighting a war." So I asked, "Can I have one as well?" "Of course you can just see for yourself." He held up a paper in front of my face An application form by the U.S.A. I filled in my name and, then I grew One day I stood there regretting my move We wake up, put on our clothes Rushing out in either rain or snow We can not change from, what we are Why does it matter? It's either them or us And with allied forces, behind our backs We charge in as a counterattack People are dying, stop this mess No time to loose, no time left Stop fighting and drop your guns Stop fighting and put down your thumbs For what we are, for what we've done I can not change what we've become Why do you think, it's so mature? By killing people who isn't secured And is this what, we all want? Or is this something that just grew on? I've got some scars and I'm hurt inside I never thought that I'd be alive For the love of god please stop this war It leads nowhere and is impossible to ignore Stop fighting and drop your guns Stop fighting and put down your thumbs For what we are, for what we've done I can not change what we've become It's time to make peace, make us believe It's not good at all so quit this war It's time to shake it off and let us go home 'Cause revolution will strike and then we all will return Stop fighting and drop your guns Stop fighting and put down your thumbs For what we are, for what we've done I can not change what we've become |