Verse

Well, well, everything is swell
Feels like we’re not all pell-mell
We stopped taking on their unnatural schemes
We stopped foiling our own dreams
No more dashing our perceptions to smithereens
Well, well, well everything is swell.

Chorus

But now they want to take back what they lost 
Take back their prisoners 
Take back their slaves
They want to take back
Take back their laborers
Take back the light we gained
Swaddle us in a consumption membrane


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Abandoned Red Drum

I was delivered bound in cardboard restraints
She raised me up in a special place
She tuned me, she pet my skin
She told me this is where your resurrection begins
But now I’m an abandoned red drum

We brought forth voices that couldn’t be contained
We induced rhythm with warlike craze
We were one and unafraid
We told stories of how our ancient ancestors prayed
But now I’m an abandoned red drum

You should play me
We should tell stories
Be unafraid

I’ve been forsaken to this lonesome domain
She sits alone in her own malaise
I watch her she sleeps and cries
I can’t tell her not to succumb I can’t stop our demise 
And now I’m an abandoned red drum


Abandoned Red Drum

Abandoned Red Drum

I was delivered bound in cardboard restraints
She raised me up in a special place
She tuned me, she pet my skin
She told me this is where your resurrection begins
But now I’m an abandoned red drum

We brought forth voices that couldn’t be contained
We induced rhythm with warlike craze
We were one and unafraid
We told stories of how our ancestors prayed
But now I’m an abandoned red drum

You should play me
We should tell stories
Be unafraid

I’ve been forsaken to this lonesome domain
She sits alone in her own malaise
I watch her she sleeps and cries
I can’t tell her not to succumb I can’t stop our demise 
And now I’m an abandoned red drum




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