Virgins - War Choppers lyrics

Guilt, it makes the world turn Guilt, we feel while cities burn Guilt, expensive schemes Guilty dreams, this guilt might k** me Who's side are we really on? Tithing for the guns and bombs War choppers forever fly on Guilt, it makes the world turn Guilt, we feel while cities burn Guilt, expensive schemes Guilty dreams, this guilt might k** me Whose side are we really on? Funding d**h to foreign sons War choppers always fly on And haunt our minds And innocents, they lose their lives It's on our dime and on our hands In persian sands Guilt, it makes the world turn Guilt, we feel while cities burn Guilt, expensive schemes Guilty dreams, this guilt might k** me