they say it is war on people


My love!
I am stuck at airport
I am too tired 0
I got hangover from last nite
they say “it is war on people”
far away back home
lets go hide somewhere
i hate to be in cities
i hate to go back home
they say “it is war on people”
far away back home

i dont wanna sing anyore
my shoulder got marks of my guitar strap
my mouth bled last night while playing harmonica
may be it is the barbed wire in my song that cut me
I am tired of being drunk on stage
I dont care anymore of anything
I even didn't brush my teeth this morning
they say “it is war on people”
far away back home
whats the use of teeth against the war
wahts the use of songs against the war
bullet got no eyes or ears

Oh darling
I am stuck at airport
I am too tired to even write this
cuddle me soon
today I belong to that crowd of sad people
and they say ”it is war on people”
far away back home



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