We’re down at the tower
Waiting for our share
Of the precious liquid, there is none of which to spare
Thirsty, hungry people
Waiting for their crop
Which always shrivels at the stock,
They know they cannot stop
Waiting for rains to come
I swear that we are cursed
The water just goes down the drain,
But still the people thirst
Wars of land and power
That the sheriff cannot cease
The townsfolk are hungry,
They are hungry for peace
The government’s long gone
And yet we have to stay
She has us in her iron grasp
She won’t let us get away
Hiddens lies
Her perfect crime
Bitter bitter beauty
Something wrong
The siren’s song
Melody of promise
We come here to the tower,
And the fields most every day
To get our share of water
Giving life, that is her pay
She hold our lives on strings
Suffocating power
She is our lord for she’s the one
Who controls our water
But our lady’s ****** tactics
spill more blood than can become
The rivers can’t run red when there’s no water left to run
Mar 6, 2019
Mar 6, 2019 at 2:56 PM UTC
We’re down at the tower
Waiting for our share
Of the precious liquid, there is none of which to spare
Thirsty, hungry people
Waiting for their crop
Which always shrivels at the stock,
They know they cannot stop
Waiting for rains to come
I swear that we are cursed
The water just goes down the drain,
But still the people thirst
Wars of land and power
That the sheriff cannot cease
The townsfolk are hungry,
They are hungry for peace
The government’s long gone
And yet we have to stay
She has us in her iron grasp
She won’t let us get away
Hiddens lies
Her perfect crime
Bitter bitter beauty
Something wrong
The siren’s song
Melody of promise
We come here to the tower,
And the fields most every day
To get our share of water
Giving life, that is her pay
She hold our lives on strings
Suffocating power
She is our lord for she’s the one
Who controls our water
But our lady’s ****** tactics
spill more blood than can become
The rivers can’t run red when there’s no water left to run
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