There's something wrong with the world today Another problem I can't solve There's something wrong with the world today Another line that I can't cross We'll build walls around our nation We'll try to focus all our hate It's just another complication To point this barrel at your face The gun that stopped the world It's kinda hard to see the world When you're looking through a shot glass I guess it's hard to get along When you're too busy stabbing backs You wanna cut your own throat? I'd try to help you but what's the use I think I'd have to pull this trigger Just to give my voice some juice The gun that stopped the world As we lie in each other's arms The whole cold world awaits us No one left to hold us down No one left to hate us It's OK if we abort our mission for the truth 'Cause it looks like you died today And I guess that I did too It's all a wash