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I don't want your war.And I don't want your prideI don't want your crossAnd I don't want your flagAnd I don't want your business and tradeAnd unwavering faith in the claim that you need to get yours Above all elseI want youI want to see through.Straight through to youAnd I don't want your gunsAnd I don't want your marketsAnd I don't want your "-ists" and your "-isms" to be soldAnd your prisons to filledAnd your free thought to be killedI want youAnd the things that you doAnd the people that you loveAnd the things that you fearAnd your eyes, and your mouth, and your nose, and your earsI want youI wanna hear the stories that you tellAnd the things that you yell when you're drunk with your friendsLetras de cancionesAnd the night never endsAnd your thought of the stars, of these trees, of these cars, of these animals dancing 'round usAnd that person that you've had your eye on for some timeWhat do they do to your heart when they see you and they smile?And what happened when you were a child?How did it feel to grow up where you did?And when was the first time you noticed you were no longer a kid? From Letras Mania