Lyrics
Poisoned hollowed townies
Wallow on our corners
Take the power lines back home
Burn the tallied autos
Count the highest collar
Take their woes and daughters home
No burden kept, in calling lies
This is our time to feel
Just hardened heads to realign
This is our time to kill
Leave our hallowed counties
Wade into the waters
Piecing puzzles on our own
Age in patient autumn
Paying no mind to quarrels
Wash the colors from the board
No burden kept, in calling lies
This is our time to feel
Just hardened heads to realign
This is our time to kill
A phone line, a deft touch, a hard look, this wasted luck
A phone line, a deft touch, a hard look, this wasted luck
A phone line, a deft touch, a hard look, this wasted luck
A phone line, a deft touch, a hard look, this wasted luck
No burden kept, in calling lies
This is our time to feel
Just hardened heads to realign
This is our time to kill
A phone line, a deft touch, a hard look, this wasted luck
A phone line, a deft touch, a hard look, this wasted luck
A phone line, a deft touch, a hard look, this wasted luck
A phone line, a deft touch, a hard look, this wasted luck