Dead Reckoning (Radio Edit)

A hunger wakes, it feeds on this shrinking town
The scraps of hate don't catch going down

Our own must come before
Just as they did before

The shelter fails, too many mouths to feed
Like chasing tails where need meets need

Our own must come before
Just as they did before

There's no white gates in the way
We've barred our own escape
And afterlife is not after much
We cannot take in vain
If we can be turned away
There's no promise in this promised land

If misery comes and misery goes like a ghost
We never will learn to never let go and float

Our own must come before
Just as they did before

There's no white gates in the way
We've barred our own escape
And afterlife is not after much
We cannot take in vain
If we can be turned away
There's no promise in this promised land

There's no white gates in the way
We've barred our own escape
And afterlife is not after much
We cannot take in vain
If we can be turned away
There's no promise in this promised land



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Lincoln Deffenbaugh, Alejandro Monfort, Doug Slohm, Dillon Yoder
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