Blood & Scars

Preachers keep on preaching
Teachers keep on teaching
The human race recedes
'Cos we're all too happy dreaming

Hoping for the hopeless
Morphine for the dope fiend
Take a pill, take your fill
And blame it on your boredom

Bullets keep on tearing
Through the promises you're making
What good is "For the people"
When those people keep on dying

Second amendment,
bulletproof vest s**t
Burying sons and daughters while they're burying their best friends

Lest we heed the cries we're sending
We'll repeat this very ending
Whilst the blood on our hands
Matches the scars on our mind