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What's with this fascination with headless horsemen
News anchor bombing live on air
All around I see gore and division
I want love
Maybe I could wish upon every single falling bomb
Like a shooting star, they'll do no harm
What's with this pride in defensive aggression
We need mediation, please send help
All I see ghost and division
I want love
Maybe I could wish upon every single falling bomb
Like a shooting star, they'll do no harm
One world wide massive truce
To save us all from broken bones and angry hearts
Please respond