Motel
Sitting under an overpass
Try to make the moment last
Lifting grains of sand
Feel them slipping through my hands
I'm strung out from the road
I need some place my head can lay
They say you'll sleep when you are dead
But those that sleep have debts to pay
Smash the tombstone
Mark across the grave
Leave no memory
There'll be no souls to save
Move on to the next
Any road that's heading west
Trace the path that they once left
Take an axe to where they rest
Our temple is a cheap motel
Behind walls with secrets to tell
Roam the halls for weeks
There's no one else but you and me
Reclaim every holy place
Trample on the sacred ground
Cemeteries left defaced
A love that brings us town to town
Smash the tombstone
Mark across the grave
Leave no memory
There'll be no souls to save
Move on to the next
Any road that's heading west
Trace the path that they once left
Take an axe to where they rest
Smash the tombstone
Mark across the grave
Leave no memory
There'll be no souls to save
Move on to the next
Any road that's heading west
Trace the path that they once left
Take an axe to where they rest
There's no peace for the dead
Not for those both near and far
'Til we paint the cities red
With the blood of those in charge
Try to make the moment last
Lifting grains of sand
Feel them slipping through my hands
I'm strung out from the road
I need some place my head can lay
They say you'll sleep when you are dead
But those that sleep have debts to pay
Smash the tombstone
Mark across the grave
Leave no memory
There'll be no souls to save
Move on to the next
Any road that's heading west
Trace the path that they once left
Take an axe to where they rest
Our temple is a cheap motel
Behind walls with secrets to tell
Roam the halls for weeks
There's no one else but you and me
Reclaim every holy place
Trample on the sacred ground
Cemeteries left defaced
A love that brings us town to town
Smash the tombstone
Mark across the grave
Leave no memory
There'll be no souls to save
Move on to the next
Any road that's heading west
Trace the path that they once left
Take an axe to where they rest
Smash the tombstone
Mark across the grave
Leave no memory
There'll be no souls to save
Move on to the next
Any road that's heading west
Trace the path that they once left
Take an axe to where they rest
There's no peace for the dead
Not for those both near and far
'Til we paint the cities red
With the blood of those in charge
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Holm
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