Mother hides her face
She drops to her knees
(Her sacrifice complete)
The last of her line
What's left of her name?
Nothing will ever be the same
I'm not sorry for what I have to do
It must be done
You know God rewards the winner
Now I'm on my knees again
Give me strength to win
If I stop to listen
I hear voices in the wind
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"Shoot him," they say
Who will be the killer?
Who will be the winner?
"Shoot him now!"
Who will be the killer?
You know you can't begin to imagine where I've been
Until you've walked a while in my shoes
Surrounded and outnumbered
Children wearing bombs?
I'm crying
Oh, now I can't stop to sympathize
Would you trade your eyes for mine?
I'll give you more time to answer
I'll give you some time to rethink
But there's never time when the bullets are flying
You duck your head and hit the ground
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"Shoot him now" Yeah
Who will be the killer?
Who will be the winner?
"Shoot him now!" Yeah
I've got to be the killer
I've got to live
They say hit the ground hard when you feel it
Open your eyes so you can see it
Don't try to think, just believe it
Then you'll know you're not dreaming
"Shoot him now!" Yeah
Who will be the killer?
Am I dreaming?
I've got to be the killer
I've got to live
"Shoot him now" Yeah
Who will be the killer?
Who will be the winner?
"Shoot him now!" Yeah
I've got to be the killer
I've got to live
They say hit the ground hard when you feel it
Open your eyes so you can see it
Don't try to think, just believe it
Then you'll know you're not dreaming
Who will be the killer?
Who will be the winner?
I've got to be the killer
I've got to live
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