In The Fingernails
There's a new war starting in the world today
To halve the have-nots while we look away
In the game of empire's pawns, we fall right through the chessboard
I will not fall for the black and white
Armed with no options, we're ghosts in the fight
I won't pull the trigger on the world for you
Underground in every city, eye to eye
Defined by our choices, not where we divide
In every city, ear to ear
I hear the echoes of another way, every living day
And I know that I am not alone
Inside, I know the fault lies with us
Too guarded to contact, too frightened to trust
Someone's heroes are someone's terrorists
I watch the elites fall over themselves
To squeeze blood from a stone
I won't sell out my reasoning
And I know that I am not alone
In every city, eye to eye
Defined by our choices, not where we divide
Underground in every city, ear to ear
I hear the echoes of another way, every living day
And I know that I am not alone
I hear the echoes
And I will not fall for the black and the white
Armed with no options, we're ghosts in the face
I won't pull the trigger on the world for you
To halve the have-nots while we look away
In the game of empire's pawns, we fall right through the chessboard
I will not fall for the black and white
Armed with no options, we're ghosts in the fight
I won't pull the trigger on the world for you
Underground in every city, eye to eye
Defined by our choices, not where we divide
In every city, ear to ear
I hear the echoes of another way, every living day
And I know that I am not alone
Inside, I know the fault lies with us
Too guarded to contact, too frightened to trust
Someone's heroes are someone's terrorists
I watch the elites fall over themselves
To squeeze blood from a stone
I won't sell out my reasoning
And I know that I am not alone
In every city, eye to eye
Defined by our choices, not where we divide
Underground in every city, ear to ear
I hear the echoes of another way, every living day
And I know that I am not alone
I hear the echoes
And I will not fall for the black and the white
Armed with no options, we're ghosts in the face
I won't pull the trigger on the world for you
Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Ryan Smith, Matthew Gregory Sherwood, Thomas Rosser Barnett, Eric Warren Kane, Daniel Garth Petrie
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.