Bookcliffs

There's a fire on the Bookcliffs tonight
(In fact I)
I write this song,With smoke filled lungs
And a burning in both eyes

A room full of liars and crooks full of spite
That Plan to do wrong to the old and young
Under the cover of night

Burning the books
History in repeat

It's my desire to seek and truly find
But It seems as long as you feel you belong
It's ok to hate the other side

Burning of the books
History in repeat
Burning of the books
Victory writes history

Write down all these memories
So that the ones who lost can (Finally) Rest In Peace

When will we get tired, of all these crazy games
After we know that no one passes go
Still we continue playing these charades



Credits
Writer(s): Lance Hopkins
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