Post Traumatic, USA

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lyrics

It’s all but haunting, how you hardly make a sound,
When you burn those bridges down, and build them back again.
It’s all but haunting now, the way you shouted out,
“Burn those witches down, and tell them what they’ve done.”

Someone alarm the court, they’re just hangin’ around,
Sittin’ this one out and lookin’ in on the crowd.
Perched atop their peaks.

Moths among insects. Gods above the rest.
Men with hungry eyes, safely out of reach.
And their immortal sons.
Boys with old man guns.
Send them off to fight for what?

Not a god damn thing.
They’ll be drinkin’ their dreams on the boulevard.
And the bottle never screams the way those children did,
When they burnt like leaves.
But the drugs are cheap,
And it keeps their eyes
From the noisy crowd screaming “semper fi,”
To the restless youth dressed in genocide.

Drafted to feed the draft of thieves.
Babies, now machines.
Dressed up in fatigues.
Misdirected youth covered in the American man’s dream.

As shit their lives began,
As shit their lives shall end.
The sewage system lied to them when it shit out Uncle Sam.

Raise them up right,
Red, white and blue,
Then just fuck them up and ship them off.

To a hell they couldn’t dream.
They’ll be drinking their tears on the boulevard.
And the bottle never screams the way those children did,
When they burnt like leaves.
And the meds are cheap,
They keep the kids in line.
The anger bottled up.
And the fear inside.
There’s comfort in knowing when the vein’s over flowing,
There’s suicide if you can’t get high.
So they sing:

“As shit their lives began,
As shit their lives shall end.
The sewage system lied to them.”

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from dēor, track released November 2, 2012
Music and Lyrics Written and Performed by Jesse Lynch

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