paroles de chanson Loss for Words - Landon McNamara

I′m at a loss for words, and my heart it hurts
I'm at a loss for words, and my heart it hurts
Things going on in this world, so absurd
Mr. President tell me what′s the word?
Selling ammunition to the mentally ill,
Just to make a penny while innocent get killed
Turn on the news and I heard the sounds,
From the thirty-second floor gun shots raining down
All those lives lost, what a pity
Just tryna have a good time down in Sin City
This ain't the first occasion, but I hope it's the last
Kindergarteners can′t feel so good in the class
Wanna walk down the street, not look behind my back,
As a MAC rip through a venue fully packed and blast...

This ones for Columbine this ones for Paris
And one for all the lives lost in Las Vegas
This ones for Cali and for Miami,
This ones for London and no I′m not done
One for Iraq, Yemen and Saudi, and for Syria and those murdered babies
'Member Africa, and for Hiroshima,
Pearl Harbor and the World Trade Center
For Chicago and Jerusalem, come on people put down the guns
This ones for everyone who has lost
Someone who cannot be brought back with words
I′m at a loss for words, and my heart it hurts
I'm at a loss for words, and my heart it hurts

I wanna know in the heads what is going on
Too many situations for fit in one song
Wanna have a good time with my friends in the club
Without someone getting shot while I′m tryna make love
So many, so many now with the man up
Above, while we're all left to clean up the blood
Children left with no parents, parents left with no children
And when you really think it out it′s all for no good reason
I don't got all the answers so tell me who does
All I really know is we really need love
I don't got all the answers so tell me who does
All I really know is we really need love...

This ones for Columbine this ones for Paris
And one for all the lives lost in Las Vegas
This ones for Cali and for Miami,
This ones for London and no I′m not done
One for Iraq, Yemen and Saudi, and for Syria and those murdered babies
′Member Africa, and for Hiroshima,
Pearl Harbor and the World Trade Center
For Chicago and Jerusalem, come on people put down the guns
This ones for everyone who has lost
Someone who cannot be brought back with words

Last of the land from sea to sea we all
Share the same blood and there's no need to bleed
At the hands of another man, but I understand if it′s self defense
But there will be no reason to defend
If we could all live as one and join hands
I'm at a loss for words, and my heart it hurts
I′m at a loss for words, and my heart it hurts