Texas In July, Dave Stephens - C4 lyrics
[Texas In July, Dave Stephens - C4 lyrics]
If we carry on this way we won't survive
We have to draw the line
A victim of your own convictions
We can't let them into our minds
If we carry on this way we won't survive
We have to draw the line
A victim of your own convictions
We can't let them into our minds
Hype the threats but never pull the trigger
A nation of patriots with dirty hands
Society under siege
A swarm of gunmen with ruthless intentions
Now I don't have the good intentions
I wore my heart on my sleeve
Not anymore, not me
It's times like these we should
Have swallowed the key
Stuffed the bottle, sent it out to sea
In a sea of treason tell me
Who or what gives you the right
To decide what defines innocent lives?
Do you feel threatened by your own kind?
Under the watch of a manmade weapon
Built to break an honest life
Do you feel threatened by your own kind?
What's the drive behind your motives?
All this blood on your hands all these lies
How many brains washed does it take
To see the dollar signs?
We're wandering the blank space
Filling the gaps of the raw truth
Truth that has yet to set me free
And if we try to recognize the fiction
We won't be part of the picture now
Tell me, who or what gives you the right
To decide what defines innocent lives?
If we carry on this way we won't survive
If we carry on this way we won't survive
We have to draw the line
If we carry on this way we won't survive
We have to draw the line
We have to draw the line
A victim of your own convictions
We can't let them into our minds
If we carry on this way we won't survive
We have to draw the line
A victim of your own convictions
We can't let them into our minds
Hype the threats but never pull the trigger
A nation of patriots with dirty hands
Society under siege
A swarm of gunmen with ruthless intentions
Now I don't have the good intentions
I wore my heart on my sleeve
Not anymore, not me
It's times like these we should
Have swallowed the key
Stuffed the bottle, sent it out to sea
In a sea of treason tell me
Who or what gives you the right
To decide what defines innocent lives?
Do you feel threatened by your own kind?
Under the watch of a manmade weapon
Built to break an honest life
Do you feel threatened by your own kind?
What's the drive behind your motives?
All this blood on your hands all these lies
How many brains washed does it take
To see the dollar signs?
We're wandering the blank space
Filling the gaps of the raw truth
Truth that has yet to set me free
And if we try to recognize the fiction
We won't be part of the picture now
Tell me, who or what gives you the right
To decide what defines innocent lives?
If we carry on this way we won't survive
If we carry on this way we won't survive
We have to draw the line
If we carry on this way we won't survive
We have to draw the line