Texty: U.S. Bombs. Back At The Laundromat. Cirenda.

We're all still on this earth because we all still have to learn
to love and heal each other Blasphemy I'll say the words
Yesterday rotates the same old broken tape
It falsefide my pride to hate's a soul waste

Its a Shame on Season
for truth to keep the lights on
Scripts are going to change
so far I see oncoming trains
a ball of wax, a can of worms
we all point out dogs resavoir
I'm puttin down my weapon now
I'm puttin down the gun
History repeats itself surrender took so long
As my mind discards itself, the pieces left alone
I cannot redeem it all m its still some other day
Planet life is far to short to let you bother me

It's in the drink it's in the shame
I won't remain, I won't remainThe flag is up don't bring it down
I'm gonna be I'm gonna be
I'm breakin free I'm gonna be