On The Line
It was my North Star
And when my eyes opened up
Everybody wanted something from me
Stay awake through the game
Men wear scars
Push and pull use the tool
Know you're never getting nothing from me
Bear the mark through the haze
Tread the ground will help you now
We've been told get a wife settle down
And they tell us what's real
As I fall to the ground I'm looking up
I arise to my wake on the line
Sever down cross guard
Waked and weighted to my feet
And my stench is pouring out of my body
Time is up they know
Late at night they came in threes
Distant chatter in the trees
And I'm holding onto faith
Praying that I can escape
Running like a deer
For my life my death is near
And despite my biggest fears
I've gotta stop the fucking tears
We've been told get a wife settle down
And they'll tell us what's real
As I fall to the ground I'm looking up
I arise to my wake on the line
The red
The white
The blue
The stripes
The stars
They do not tread on me
Yeah
Yeah
This can't be true
This cannot be
The American dream
Wise man follows his feet
Yeah
Yeah
Tread the ground will help you now
Wise man follows his feet
We've been told get a wife settle down
And they tell us what's real
As I fall to the ground I'm looking up
I arise to my wake on the line
On the line
And when my eyes opened up
Everybody wanted something from me
Stay awake through the game
Men wear scars
Push and pull use the tool
Know you're never getting nothing from me
Bear the mark through the haze
Tread the ground will help you now
We've been told get a wife settle down
And they tell us what's real
As I fall to the ground I'm looking up
I arise to my wake on the line
Sever down cross guard
Waked and weighted to my feet
And my stench is pouring out of my body
Time is up they know
Late at night they came in threes
Distant chatter in the trees
And I'm holding onto faith
Praying that I can escape
Running like a deer
For my life my death is near
And despite my biggest fears
I've gotta stop the fucking tears
We've been told get a wife settle down
And they'll tell us what's real
As I fall to the ground I'm looking up
I arise to my wake on the line
The red
The white
The blue
The stripes
The stars
They do not tread on me
Yeah
Yeah
This can't be true
This cannot be
The American dream
Wise man follows his feet
Yeah
Yeah
Tread the ground will help you now
Wise man follows his feet
We've been told get a wife settle down
And they tell us what's real
As I fall to the ground I'm looking up
I arise to my wake on the line
On the line
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Writer(s): Chad Nash Ii
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