26"
Everybody wants total control
Hide all the things they don't want you to know
Don't ask, just do as your told, yeah
They'll tell you lies like it's truth that they spoke
Heard it before, yeah we reap what we sow
Hang you to dry, leave you out in the cold
Got you held by the strings that they pull
And just like the devil, yeah they're buying your souls
Nobody will admit they can't open their eyes
Never see the faces of the one's controlling their lives
We always let them in its just a matter of time
Snakes in a field of grass that's 26" high
Seems all we do is grow further from peace
Casting our stones at who disagree
Some call for help but the hate the police
Think you can stand but you're down on your knees
And in the end we all know where we'll be
Buried in dirt no less than six feet
Convince ourselves of a deeper meaning
But we're all just flesh out walking the streets
Nobody will admit they can't open their eyes
Never see the faces of the one's controlling their lives
We always let them in its just a matter of time
Snakes in a field of grass that's 26" high
Nobody will admit they can't open their eyes
Never see the faces of the one's controlling their lives
We always let them in its just a matter of time
Snakes in a field of grass that's 26" high
Hide all the things they don't want you to know
Don't ask, just do as your told, yeah
They'll tell you lies like it's truth that they spoke
Heard it before, yeah we reap what we sow
Hang you to dry, leave you out in the cold
Got you held by the strings that they pull
And just like the devil, yeah they're buying your souls
Nobody will admit they can't open their eyes
Never see the faces of the one's controlling their lives
We always let them in its just a matter of time
Snakes in a field of grass that's 26" high
Seems all we do is grow further from peace
Casting our stones at who disagree
Some call for help but the hate the police
Think you can stand but you're down on your knees
And in the end we all know where we'll be
Buried in dirt no less than six feet
Convince ourselves of a deeper meaning
But we're all just flesh out walking the streets
Nobody will admit they can't open their eyes
Never see the faces of the one's controlling their lives
We always let them in its just a matter of time
Snakes in a field of grass that's 26" high
Nobody will admit they can't open their eyes
Never see the faces of the one's controlling their lives
We always let them in its just a matter of time
Snakes in a field of grass that's 26" high
Credits
Writer(s): Zack Schommer
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