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Media : Lyrics
On The Face Of It
War is the new peace
And anger it’s high priest
So come on absolve yourself, strike first, ask questions later
Hate is the new love
Suspicion it’s white dove
So live by the sword and die on the inside
Wrong is the new right
And grievance it’s new light
So you can dress up anything you want to do in the cause of freedom
Bad is the new good
I’m lost in it’s dark wood
Walking round in circles trying to find a way out
Terror’s the new king
In place of diplomacy
Cos what in the world is there to talk about now
So take when it’s not yours
Hey, even when you’re not sure
Cos what harm can it do to get your punch in first
And I’m wondering where we’ll be
In less than a century
Living in fear with all the heartache from the scars
Of times when we knew things
Were not as they should be
And we just stood on the edge and never said a word
Words & Music by Gareth Davies-Jones
PRS
Copyright© Gareth Davies-Jones 2006
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