The ocean is on fire, the sky turned dark again as the boats came in
And the beaches, stretched out with soldiers
With their arms and guns it has just begun
Believe
You want this
Believe
I want this too
Why won't you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this tear my head
Inside out
And the houses laid out like targets
With the deafening sound
We watched them all go down
And the families now useless bodies
They lay still black and blue
A gift from us to you
Believe
You want this
Believe
I want this too
Why won't you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this tear my head
Inside out
Believe
Believe
You want this too
Why won't you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this tear my head
Inside out
Why won't you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this tear my head
Inside out
The War Video (MV)
Angels and Airwaves - The War Lyrics
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The ocean is on fire, the sky turned dark again as the boats came in
And the beaches, stretched out with soldiers
With their arms and guns it has just begun
Believe
You want this
Believe
I want this too
Why won't you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this tear my head
Inside out
And the houses laid out like targets
With the deafening sound
We watched them all go down
And the families now useless bodies
They lay still black and blue
A gift from us to you
Believe
You want this
Believe
I want this too
Why won't you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this tear my head
Inside out
Believe
Believe
You want this too
Why won't you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this tear my head
Inside out
Why won't you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this tear my head
Inside out
And the beaches, stretched out with soldiers
With their arms and guns it has just begun
Believe
You want this
Believe
I want this too
Why won't you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this tear my head
Inside out
And the houses laid out like targets
With the deafening sound
We watched them all go down
And the families now useless bodies
They lay still black and blue
A gift from us to you
Believe
You want this
Believe
I want this too
Why won't you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this tear my head
Inside out
Believe
Believe
You want this too
Why won't you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this tear my head
Inside out
Why won't you tell me that
It's almost over
Why must this tear my head
Inside out
Writer: Thomas DeLonge
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group