No Shooting Friends, Joseph - Hearsay

Where do we go when the earth is on fire
And race is a scramble for arms we can trust
And what with the hearsay, we've all turned to liars
Willingly slice up our minds for a crutch
And what's left to show when the reaps we sow lie in blankets of lost lovers
And whose left to crow at the morning break of our mad days gone forever

Knowing now the outcome, do you wish that you could take back
I'm not sure I'd save us if the tables had been turned
And what is it we fight for when none of us can lookup
Hey is this thing even on
Well don't answer all at once

Many will call out, we are the true message
Come out and find out what thou ought to do
We are true servants, humble and fearful
Let thyself go down
Revival tonight

Written by:
Dallin Cerva

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