50 Cent Hearts

Fuck the newspapers, forget what's on the TV screen
They'll say we're winning, but they'll never tell you what was gained
Cash in the pockets of the businessmen who call the shots
While shots are fired far from all their summer homes and yachts

Every day that passes you know we don't do anything
And another mother's son is dying on a battlefield
And while the children fight and die for your america
The corporations run away with our fucking world, our world

So this is war, our war

And just because we're strong doesn't mean we can't be gentle
We could be gentle
Just because we're strong doesn't mean we can't be gentle
We could be gentle
Just because we're strong doesn't mean we can't be gentle
We could be gentle
Just because we're strong doesn't mean we can't be gentle
We could be gentle
We could be gentle

Fifty cent hearts. Fifty cent hearts. Fifty cent hearts

Is that all we're worth?