Trevor Sensor Lyrics - Take Me to the Massacre

Trevor Sensor - Take Me to the Massacre

Somebody send me to the brand new war
I can't take it anymore
The day in and day out
My hopes and my doubts
The life of a middle class

Bring upon the end to damaged lands
And let me have that cup of tea
This ain't no country life for my wife
And I know it'll never be

Somebody take me to the massacre
I like to have me a good time
For the bulls are more real
To dust and to field
Than arena's suicide

So lend me all your broken hands
I'll heal 'em for a Jesus fee
This ain't no country life for my wife
And I know it'll never be

Oh, you got a way
That you want things to go
Oh, you got a weight
That you got to let go

Somebody bring me to the hanging hill
I like the taste of a bad blade
The street prophet's a liar
His church is on fire
I've taken photographs

So I whisper to your dying eye
"It's nice to know that you bleed"
This ain't no country life for my wife
And I know it'll never be

Written by:
Trevor Sensor

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