Massacre was an unknown word, until the men would start the wars

They packed their bags, got into planes, then helpless lives all felt the pain

Refugees run away and flee. There's no place to call home

No one cares until they cut their share. Are people forgotten

Massacre

Massacre was an unknown word until the greed would start the wars

No one cares until it's you. Burning cities deja vu

Massacre

Massacre was an unknown word until the men would start the wars

They're causing fights, big uproars, they hit their wives, slammed the doors

I don't even know if they feel remorse. For filling a void when the war's over

They drink till it's gone, cry their eyes at the loss. Was it worth the fight to feel hungover?

Massacre