Masters Of War

Intro:
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           Come you masters of    war
 
Verse 1:
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  You that build all the   guns
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  You that build the death     planes
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  You that build all the bombs
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  You that hide behind  walls
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  You that hide behind  desks
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  I just want you to know 
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I can see through your masks
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  You that never done      nothin'
 
Verse 2:
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  But build to des__troy
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  You play with my     world
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  Like it's your little toy
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  You put a gun in my     hand
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  And you hide from my   eyes
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  And you turn and run farther
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When the fast bullets fly
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  Like Judas of     old
 
Verse 3:
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  You lie and de___ceive
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  a world war can be     won
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  You want me   to believe
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  But I see through your     eyes
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  And I see through your      brain
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  Like I see through the water
                       Fm
That runs down my drain
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                    You fasten all     the triggers
 
Verse 4:
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  For the others to   fire
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  Then you set back and     watch
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  When the death count gets higher
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  You hide in your     mansion'
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  As young people's      blood
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  Flows out of their bodies
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And is buried in the mud
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  You've thrown the worst fear
 
Verse 5:
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  That can ever be    hurled
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  Fear to bring children
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   Into the world
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  For threatening my     baby
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  Unborn and un_____named
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  You ain't worth the blood   
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That runs in your veins
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           How much do I     know
 
Verse 6:
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  To talk out of    turn
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  You might say that I'm      young
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  You might say  I'm unlearned
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  But there's one thing I      know
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  Though I'm younger than      you
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  That even Jesus would never
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Forgive what you do
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  Let me ask you one     question
 
Verse 7:
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  Is your money that  good
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  Will it buy you forgiveness
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  Do you think that it could
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  I think you will     find
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  When your death takes its      toll
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  All the money you made
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Will never buy back your soul
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  And I hope that you   die

Verse 8:
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  And your death'll come     soon
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  I will follow your casket
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  In the pale afternoon
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  And I'll watch while you're      lowered
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  Down to your deathbed
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  And I'll stand over your grave
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'Til I'm sure that you're dead
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