We are your shield, the line in the sand
We take your bullets and we make your stand
A scatter shot payment
For each and every sin
Through storms of lead
We've screamed and bled
Don't tread on me she said
We're all unclean
From all I've seen
Oh God wash this from my dreams
We're mice and men and might have beens
Our heavy hearts beating like thunder
The bastard son's brought home again
Our heart beats still we're six feet under
Nobody knows the trouble we've been
Or if well ever get back again
A scatter shot prayer
God save us and amen
Through storms of lead
We've screamed and bled
Don't tread on me she said
We're all unclean
From all I've seen
Oh God wash this from my dreams
We're mice and men and might have beens
Our heavy hearts beating like thunder
The bastard son's brought home again
Our heart beats still we're six feet under
Through storms of lead
We've screamed and bled
Don't tread on me she said
We're all unclean
From all I've seen
Oh God wash this from my dreams
We're mice and men and might have beens
Our heavy hearts beating like thunder
The bastard son's brought home again
Our heart beats still we're six feet under
We're mice and men
Six feet under
The bastard son's brought home again
Six feet under
Writer(s): Paul Ebersold, Eric Allan Koruschak, David Bunton, Joshua Childers, Travis Dean Bailey
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