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 ̶B̶E̶N̶E̶A̶T̶H̶ ̶T̶H̶E̶ ̶W̶I̶R̶E̶ artwork

̶B̶E̶N̶E̶A̶T̶H̶ ̶T̶H̶E̶ ̶W̶I̶R̶E̶ Mature contentM

yedrian

· 3:26 · 7 plays · v3-preview

Lyrics

Intro

Uh

Yeah

One two

Verse 1

I watched the map divide a hundred times

Tiny lines strangers drew in dust

Mothers scream at borders in their minds

Soldiers march because they must

I was told the enemy wore a different flag

Then I held his photograph

Pre-Chorus

They hand you medals

They hand you rifles

Then they hand you back your grief

Chorus

No more sons beneath the wire

No more cities dressed in fire

Lay the rifles in the meadow

Let the smoke forget its shadow

No more sons beneath the wire

Post-Chorus

Whoa

Whoa

Hands up hands down

Whoa

Whoa

Burn the flags and crown the ground

Verse 2

My brother came home speaking in a different tongue

He flinches at the doorbell every day

Choir of ghosts behind his lungs

Counting drones that never fade

Shrapnel stories stitched across a spine

He says the war was never mine

Pre-Chorus

They hand you orders

They hand you thunder

Then they hand you back your name

Chorus

No more sons beneath the wire

No more cities dressed in fire

Lay the rifles in the meadow

Let the smoke forget its shadow

No more sons beneath the wire

Post-Chorus

Whoa

Whoa

Hands up hands down

Whoa

Whoa

Burn the flags and crown the ground

Bridge

Trenches deep as promises we break

Landmines cradle every step I take

Count the children

Count the graves

Count the children

Count the graves

Somebody count the ones who stayed

Breakdown

Cease

Cease

Cease the feed

Chorus

No more sons beneath the wire

No more mothers counting higher

Lay the rifles in the meadow

Let the smoke forget its shadow

No more sons beneath the wire

Outro

Whoa

Whoa

Lay it down

Whoa

Whoa

Lay it down

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