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What's the world come to, when everything's going the way of the gun.
What's the world come to, if life is a shadow of what has been done.
I want you to know; don't take it slow.
Just come undone, and the sin will take hold.
I can't hold it back. It's too much to ask.
You know the way, up to the task.
Please don't ever say...

What's the world come to, when bullets are all that you can understand.
What's the world come to, when all that I touch will leave blood on my hands.
I want you to know; don't take it slow.
Just come undone, and the sin will take hold.
I can't hold it back. It's too much to ask.
You know the way, up to the task.
Please don't ever say...

What's the world come to...

What's it all come to... Nothing to see through... It's all been spoken... Shattered and broken... Give it to me...

Just tell me... What's the world come to...