Immediate download of Lambs in your choice of 320k mp3, FLAC, or just about any other format you could possibly desire. You should totally do it. This song is great.
You sit on a wall without a care
And your eyes give a listless stare
Your brothers are dying on a mercy street
You sit and you sigh as she washes your feet
For we are wolves in a sea of lambs
There’s a howling that chills the royal night
But your eyes and ears are locked tight
The lights they shine upon your face
Show the cracks of your fall from grace
For we are wolves in a sea of lambs
The words that drip from your lead tongue
Call for arms to pick up dusted guns
For angels whisper words in your head
Your boys and girls fall upon a broken bed
There are mothers praying in their Sunday best
And fathers call out with a whiskey breath
So you ease your guilt with a glass a gin
And you tell yourself “hell, there ‘aint no sin.”
For we are wolves in a sea of lambs
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