Tell me what you’re waiting for.
Tell me if there is something more.
When the whole world goes to war,
Will you be sleeping on the floor?
There’s a scapegoat among the poor.
Wishing to be someone we all adore.
But when they step through that open door.
They will get more than they bargained for.
Consider our options, you implore.
But there’s nothing else we can explore.
We’ll watch our triumph from way offshore.
There will be no peacetime anymore.
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