Written by: Amanda Abizaid
When will it end what did we do this time
See fire in the eyes bloods on their mind this time
Alone I sit on the other side, where the day and night blends
Red orange burns the sky
Three weeks now all memories lost this time, bombs bursting in the air
Will I see my friend could I be angry enough this time, bup pa bum bum
Can we ever live by each other side
In a land where our peace of mind can jive..
I wanna hear telephone rings
Wanna see the paperboy bring me some
High 5′s yes high 5′s hey yeah
( instrumental )
Barrapapabum telephone rings, wanna see the paperboy bring me some,
High 5′s, yes high 5′s yeah
Gimme gimme high 5′s yeah
Chimes drowned out by the sirens sound this time
Seems enough people died to end this fight in time
People gather round to see
How much we’re alike you and me
Nothin’s changed how much we’re alike you and me, no nothing changed now
See how much we’re alike, how much we’re alike
No nothin’s changed how much we’re alike, see how much we’re alike
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