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- Thrice Blood On The Sand 歌词
- Thrice
- Blood On The Sand - Thrice
We wave our flags we swallow fear
like medicine
We kiss the hands of profiteers
and their congressmen
But I've seen too much of this fear
and hate
I've had enough and I'm not afraid
To raise a shout to make it clear
This has to end
There's blood on the sand there's
blood in the street
And there's a gun in my hand or
there might as well be
And I'm sick of it
I'm so sick of this
We panic at the sight of different
colored skin
And we've got a plan to justify each
mess we're in
But I've seen too much of this fear
and hate
I've had enough and I'm not afraid
To take a stand to make it right
This has to end
There's blood on the sand there's
blood in the street
And there's a gun in my hand or
there might as well be
And I'm sick of it
I'm so sick of this
Fear will kill your mind and steal
your love as sure as anything
Fear will rob you blind and make
you numb to other's suffering
And I've felt it's touch too many
times and I've had enough I've
had enough
There's blood on the sand there's
blood in the street
And there's a gun in your hand or
there might as well be
Are you sick of it
I'm so sick of this
There's blood on the sand there's
blood in the street
And there's a gun in your hand or
there might as well be
Are you sick of it
I'm so sick of this
Cause I'm sick I'm sick I'm sick
I'm so sick of this
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