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Our Bones For The Dogs
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My Thoughts 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
