Saturday, March 24, 2012

Weapons

I can’t stand the sight of you

It almost makes me sick to think

How I wanted your approval

For everything I did

But I guess I can’t fight the whole world forever

Gotta make some friends some times

 

What kind of peace do you need weapons for

What kind of friends do you haveta fight

Your eyes are always watching for a weakness

And you leave one open at night

 

Trust me I’d be happy for you

If I thought you did anything significant

I’ll be the first to tell you when you do

Oh you can bet I will, bet I will

 

What kind of peace do you need weapons for

What kind of friends do you haveta fight

Your eyes are always watching for a weakness

And you leave one open at night

 

Don’t drop your guard around me

Cause I’ll pick it up and throw it at you

Like you did to me, but you don’t remember that?

 

What kind of peace do you need weapons for

What kind of friends do you haveta fight

Your eyes are always watching for a weakness

And you leave one open at night

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