Bobby Guard & Importer - Your Peace

(Make your peace)
All around the candy store
Fingers digging in, mouths wide
Run around and you get yours
Lose it all if you slip or get tired
There's some out there you would never see here
They build the images of our tribes
And sound them off in stereo
(Make your peace)
It's a modern dance of ancient show
Delusions of grandeur stole the best of us
They join the ranks, speak of control (Calmly)
We sit in the wings, tongue tied
While they're bowing down to sanctimonious cries
Like it's the only sound they know
The tongue it whips, it's got a clear directive
Seems everybody sings the songs of an obscene collective
Our light will live just beyond a clean perspective
We'll carry on our way, pretending not to see the wreckage
(Make your peace)

Written by:
Daniel Brown

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