Palisades - Aggression

Merch: iTunes: No more Look at the young Covered in blood Only sirens What's to be done They load up the guns Only violence Sick of the good dying first Too many more than it's worth How many mothers Mourning our brothers In silence Can we? Murder machine Death is routine What's the reason They dance over graves Lay bombs like bouquets While we're grieving Tell me the truth though it hurts We live in a world and it's cursed But our generation Won't have separation We're fearless Can we disarm the loaded gun? Can we survive what we've become? The hate is slowly choking me American aggression for free I've got this feeling in my soul We've never really had control I bet they're digging out my hole Six feet for every word we spoke My eyes holding the line Waitin