Paroles 16 to 15/ The Game On The Line

Paroles de 16 to 15/ The Game On The Line

The smoke guides us into the street
Flooded with orders for a common breeze
The lungs of the city can finally breath
As the heart of addiction bows to the machine

The governments moved into our business

The sweat of labor soaks into the branches

We make codes and restrictions
Looks like a giant wish list
To burn the market down

Because they're hungry for bread
And a place where the children
Don't have to risk death
On the playgrounds
Of this border town

Traffic fuels an engine of hate
Mined out of that poor southern state
I hope you can run at a constant pace
And yield a war we won't have to wage

If the government stays out of our business
We'll keep the products within the margins
Because they're hungry for bread
And a place where the children
Don't have to risk death
On the playgrounds
Of this border town
We're not buying today
We're not buying
Not today
Not today
Not today
Looks like you'll have to take
The devils highway

We make motes into fences
Looks like a giant pigpen
Will keep the wolves out

Because they're hungry for bread
And a place where the children
Don't have to risk death
On the playgrounds
Of this border town

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