Whitewashed

Lancaster, pennsylvania!
We are glad to be home
Ladies and gentlemen
I want to see everybody a popped up feet
One more!
Stay with me

Push your controlling values aside
And dissect your own life
It's not about my beliefs
It's about personal choice
It breaks your heart to see me consume
But it shatters mine to see people follow you
You ask me to be blameless
You ask me to be blameless
You ask me to be blameless
But who are you to decide what's right?
Don't say another word

Don't say another word
You've crossed the line
Don't say another word
You've crossed the line
Don't say another word
You've crossed the line
Don't say another word
You've crossed the line

Let's go!

I won't hesitate to put you in your place
You are the straw that's crushing my back
You ask me to be blameless
You ask me to be blameless
But who are you to decide what's right?
Don't say another word

However I thank you for this pen and ink ammunition
Thank you for the inspiration

You're the straw that's crushing my back
You are the salt that's burning my wounds
You're the straw that's crushing my back
You are the salt that's burning my wounds

Lancaster, one more time stay with me
(You're the straw that's crushing my back)
(You are the salt that's burning my wounds)
Yeah!

Thank you guys so much
Tell you what, it is good to be home, guys
How many people in this room
Have our record title 'Thrill Seeker'
That's amazing, guys
Thank you so much for picking that record up
You know, it's about six years old now
We're going to play a song off that record
You know all the words
I want you up here singing along with us. All right?



Credits
Writer(s): Matt Greiner, John Brubaker, Jake Luhrs, Brent Rambler, Dustin Davidson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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