Punks and Poets

It's an alliteration
Punks and Poets
Praying for no pain
It's just a hopeful destination
Saints and sinners
they're laughing all the same

See I don't mind what you have to say
Got your finger on the trigger and that's OK
I have never been one to run with the bullets in my hand
You've been looking for a reason to tear it all down
And I don't understand why

If it's all just the same
We could watch it burn
Or live instead

Can you feel the call in the air
Let's pretend there's nothing left to fear

We the people in order to find a more perfect place to be
Need to forget all the shit that they are wanting us to see
who said it's beautiful, why don't we know
Cut down a flower in bloom, whats the use

Oh I can feel it, there's a new love runaway

Can you feel the call in the air
Lets pretend there's nothing left to fear

Can you feel it calling

It's an alliteration
Punks and Poets
Praying for no pain
It's just a hopeful destination
Saints and Sinners
They're laughing all the same



Credits
Writer(s): Scott Krueger
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