10 Years - Backlash

Dear God, will no one get out of here alive
Lost your head in this new medicine
Floating in the sky
Heavy clouds come crashing down

Harder every time
Sink or swim in these loaded fantasies
Flooding out your mind

Fear God for now you've gone
And lost your sight of land
Drunk with power
Your final hour is
Running out of sand

Hung by your self-righteous hands
Get ready to meet your maker now
Backlashing, back at you liar
Backlashing, back at you
Run coward

Bare the truth, when the storm comes through
With hell and high tides
Tip the scales and drive the nails in
Deeper every time

Dear God, will anyone get out of here alive
Dead ahead again, due to medicine
Heavy clouds collide

Hung by your self-righteous hands
Get ready to meet your maker now
Backlashing, back at you liar
Backlashing, back at you
Run coward

Hung by your self-righteous hands
Get ready to meet your maker now
Backlashing, back at you liar
Backlashing, back at you
Run coward

Hung by your self-righteous hands
Get ready to meet your maker now

Written by:
Brian Vodinh, Jesse Hasek, Lewis Cosby, Ryan Johnson

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