Our Bones For The Dogs

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Board the windows

For the hail will come

Don't point your finger

Then bite your tongue

Don't you know the war is over

But neither side has won



Our hands are stained with blood

We fight for freedom but for what

We've been made prisoners by the law

An eye for and eye and our bones for the dogs



Forget what you've learned

The television is our life

We're flipping through channels

Just to ease our minds

And our little American dreams

Are on the covers of the Time



Are there values anymore

I think we've lost sight of what matters

It's not all about wealth and reputation

Sometimes a stone makes a window shatters



We're throwing stones in glass houses












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