Sand
Fighting for oil we've ripped up all the soil
All that's left is the dirt that's moving faster than sound
It twists, it turns, it tears at my skin
My eyes are crusted over above cheekbones like mounds
I don't know if my corpse will ever be found, or if it even should be
Just leave it for hounds
Madness. This shit is madness
Driving through the death and sadness
Sadness. This shit is sadness
Steering through the bones of badlands
Steel rips through the dunes
We're balding the tires
Pipes pump out the fumes
We're starting the fires
Let us pay for our sins
I've been losing every fight
I've lost my soul
The sand takes a toll
I'm burning in the heat and the light
Here on the road
Just bring me home
Just bring me home
A man with no name, I'm just a phantom inking the red wastelands
Screaming through these dead sands, my hallucinations are getting worse
We are the product of our dead mothers and fathers
That left us here to wither in the weather that's been severe
The earth is getting hotter
We bake with no shade
The days are harder
We shake when lights fade
I don't know what I'm gonna do if I don't have a gun
Or if I get the chance to shoot, I'll kill a woman's son
All I know is this finger's getting heavy
I've been losing every fight (every fight)
I've lost my soul
The sand takes a toll
I'm burning in the heat and the light (burning in the heat and the light)
Here on the road
Here on the road
Just bring me home
Blood and sand and fire
This madness is inspired
Blood and sand and fire
This madness is inspired
All that's left is the dirt that's moving faster than sound
It twists, it turns, it tears at my skin
My eyes are crusted over above cheekbones like mounds
I don't know if my corpse will ever be found, or if it even should be
Just leave it for hounds
Madness. This shit is madness
Driving through the death and sadness
Sadness. This shit is sadness
Steering through the bones of badlands
Steel rips through the dunes
We're balding the tires
Pipes pump out the fumes
We're starting the fires
Let us pay for our sins
I've been losing every fight
I've lost my soul
The sand takes a toll
I'm burning in the heat and the light
Here on the road
Just bring me home
Just bring me home
A man with no name, I'm just a phantom inking the red wastelands
Screaming through these dead sands, my hallucinations are getting worse
We are the product of our dead mothers and fathers
That left us here to wither in the weather that's been severe
The earth is getting hotter
We bake with no shade
The days are harder
We shake when lights fade
I don't know what I'm gonna do if I don't have a gun
Or if I get the chance to shoot, I'll kill a woman's son
All I know is this finger's getting heavy
I've been losing every fight (every fight)
I've lost my soul
The sand takes a toll
I'm burning in the heat and the light (burning in the heat and the light)
Here on the road
Here on the road
Just bring me home
Blood and sand and fire
This madness is inspired
Blood and sand and fire
This madness is inspired
Credits
Writer(s): Shane Runnels
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