21 Guns

The trenches dug and filled with innocence They live, they die And fall with pride A blood red sky, you see the colours fly Fooled by the powers behind Feeding us lies They're marching on, no matter what the cost Their head held high And don't ask why A freak parade with a dollar cost They're walled in an end of the wars We're going down, down, down We're falling one by one Yeah, twenty-one guns makes it worth a price But do we care about the body count? Twenty-one guns makes it worth a price But do we care about the body count? Oooh, don't think so They're moving forward on their tired feet They live, they die And fall with pride The politicians gathered for the feast They all wear the mark of the beast We're going down, down, down We're falling one by one Yeah, twenty-one guns makes it worth a price But do we care about the body count? Down, down, down We're falling one by one Yeah, twenty-one guns makes it worth a price But do we care about the body count? Oh, no, no, no They won't back down Keep on waging on And the wheels keep spinning around Yeah, twenty-one guns makes it worth a price But do we care about the body count? Down, down, down We're falling one by one Yeah, twenty-one guns makes it worth a price But do we care about the body count? Twenty-one guns makes it worth a price But do we care about the body count?