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Too many people keep selling their liesToo many guns shooting hate and greedWeighing on the conscience of all mankindWhat if all your weapons shot loveLove, sweet loveLove at high speed, whoaLove, sweet loveLove at high speedYou can't resist your hate for the dayToo many guns shooting black and whiteSooner or later someone's got to payWhat if all your weapons shot loveLove, sweet loveLove at high speed, whoaLove, sweet loveLove at high speedIn the end, I'm envious of its lack of envy itselfIn the end, there isn't any colorAnd it's so beautifulThere's no sides to take, lines to draw, hate to breedIn the end, there's no fear of each other because we're all the sameWhy can't it be that way now?SongtexteToo many gunsToo many gunsToo many guns, oh noToo many guns, whoaLove, sweet loveLove at high speed, whoaLove, sweet loveLove at high speedLove, sweet loveLove at high speedLove, sweet loveLove at high speed, yeahLove, sweet loveLove at high speedLove, sweet loveLove at high speed... Aus Songtexte Mania