The Graves
With the plans revised
It's all televised
There's nothing that they won't say
On a deadly note
Boots on our throats
Sending us to our graves
Bodies line the streets today
And I wonder what they gave
Now they have nowhere to go
They're just stacked inside their graves
They told us lies
Every word denied
Just hoping that you'll behave
With a deadly truth
Born from the roots
Growing out from the graves
Bodies line the streets today
And I wonder what they gave
Now they have nowhere to go
They're just stacked inside their graves
You can't escape
It's to late
They're coming for you next
I hope you pray
And have a nice day
They're sending you to your grave
Bodies line the streets today
And I wonder what they gave
Now they have nowhere to go
Just stacked inside their graves
Don't try and run
It can't be undone
Your minds become a slave
If you don't comply
Then all will die
Sending us to our graves
Bodies line the streets today
And I wonder what they gave
Now they have nowhere to go
They're just stacked inside their graves
Your just a pawn
A baby fawn
Being slowly ripped apart
Forget mistakes
Or your body aches
We're trapped inside our graves
Bodies line the streets today
And I wonder what they gave
Now they have nowhere to go
They're just stacked inside their graves
It's all televised
There's nothing that they won't say
On a deadly note
Boots on our throats
Sending us to our graves
Bodies line the streets today
And I wonder what they gave
Now they have nowhere to go
They're just stacked inside their graves
They told us lies
Every word denied
Just hoping that you'll behave
With a deadly truth
Born from the roots
Growing out from the graves
Bodies line the streets today
And I wonder what they gave
Now they have nowhere to go
They're just stacked inside their graves
You can't escape
It's to late
They're coming for you next
I hope you pray
And have a nice day
They're sending you to your grave
Bodies line the streets today
And I wonder what they gave
Now they have nowhere to go
Just stacked inside their graves
Don't try and run
It can't be undone
Your minds become a slave
If you don't comply
Then all will die
Sending us to our graves
Bodies line the streets today
And I wonder what they gave
Now they have nowhere to go
They're just stacked inside their graves
Your just a pawn
A baby fawn
Being slowly ripped apart
Forget mistakes
Or your body aches
We're trapped inside our graves
Bodies line the streets today
And I wonder what they gave
Now they have nowhere to go
They're just stacked inside their graves
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Writer(s): Jason Caldwell
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