Strangerscape - Between

Get up
Stand up
Tense like a clown with a frown
Get up
Stand up
Dense as a clown in a crown

This is the hill that we die on
These are the clothes that we try on
We are
The truth. The light, the style and
We are
The kings and queens of a dead land

Profess
A passion that calms
Fashion louder than bombs
Suppress
The voices that call
Choices made for you all

This is the place you can't trust us
These are halls of our justice
We are
Daniels storming the lion's den
We are
The warriors of the poison pen

Profess
A passion that calms
Fashion louder than bombs
Suppress
The voices that call
Choices made for you all

There is no place for a safe space
No tolerance for the damned to make their case
We are
Innocents armed to the teeth
We are
The rage that bubbles barely underneath

Get up
Get down
Stand up
Sit down
Sensible or tense like a
Clown with a frown
Get up
Get down
Stand up
Sit down
Defensible or dense as a
A clown in a crown
Profess
A passion that calms
Fashion louder than bombs
Suppress
Get up
Get down
Stand up
Sit down
Get up
Get down
Stand up
Sit down

Written by:
William Untiedt

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