Cirenda - U.S. Bombs

We’re all still on this earth because we all still have to learn

To love and heal each other blasphemy I’ll say the words

Yesterday rotates the same old broken tape

It falsefide my pride to hate’s a soul waste

Its a shame on season

For truth to keep the lights on

Scripts are going to change

So far I see oncoming trains

A ball of wax, a can of worms

We all point out dogs resavoir

I’m puttin down my weapon now

I’m puttin down the gun

History repeats itself surrender took so long

As my mind discards itself, the pieces left alone

I cannot redeem it all m its still some other day

Planet life is far to short to let you bother me

It’s in the drink it’s in the shame

I won’t remain, I won’t remain

The flag is up don’t bring it down

I’m gonna be I’m gonna be

I’m breakin free I’m gonna be