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Would you run for the shores if we dropped bombs on the top of your homes? Would you run for the streets if we dropped bombs at the soles of your feet, soles of your feet? Maybe there is comfort in these thoughts you hold This is how things go Will they miss you? Will they love you? Probably more than you'll ever know You're in the devil's playground where the devil came down to topple you all It's the place where the devil lay bare to take your children and scatter their bones Well maybe there is comfort in these thoughts you hold This is how things go Will they miss you? Will they love you? Probably more than you'll ever know From Letras Mania