Fist Full of Blood

by No Need For A Name   Nov 21, 2006


We call out into a crowd
We all smile while you frown
We can't bare to hear the sound
These walls keep falling down
Once we're gone

(Chorus)
We try to call a truce
But there is no use
When you plain out refuse
You stick your fist full of blood
In the deep set mud
Wish you hadn't once its done
You try to blow us away
But we're here to stay
And sing away the day

We hide in the shadows of past
In wicked glances that are cast
It's to late you missed your chance
There's blood stains on your hands
From our freedom

(Chorus)
We try to call a truce
But there is no use
When you plain out refuse
You stick your fist full of blood
In the deep set mud
Wish you hadn't once its done
You try to blow us away
But we're here to stay
And sing away the day

You try to knock us down
Try to kick us around
But we're not done with you now
You try to knock us down
Try to kick us around
But we're not done with you now
You try to knock us down
Try to kick us around
But we're not done with you now
You try to knock us down
Try to kick us around
But we're not done with you now

(Chorus)
We try to call a truce
But there is no use
When you plain out refuse
You stick your fist full of blood
In the deep set mud
Wish you hadn't once its done
You try to blow us away
But we're here to stay
And sing away the day

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