Miss May I - Bloodshed

Bloodshed

Violence is our national anthem
Destruction is the American dream
Civilization torn
Torn apart at the seams

A chromatic view treated as a disease
Your hatred defines the mind of the weak

Who decides the rules that we play by?
No one stays within the lines
Forced to reach for each other's throats
Bloodshed, all we know
Bloodshed

There's no brothers
And no sisters
Just enemies
And monsters

Division grows stronger, with every headline
You see what you want to, and choose to look aside
(Choose to look aside)

Who decides the rules that we play by?
No one stays within the lines
Taught to reach for each other's throats
Bloodshed, all we know

Crawl back in the hole you dwell
(Farewell)
(Farewell)
Farewell to conformity
(Farewell)
Farewell to division
(Farewell)
Farewell to tyranny
(Farewell)
Farewell to corruption