Push Back

Let's pray for my sweet children

We sing them in our songs

Let's try to get along

Burn, rape, and kill the village

They had to have it all

We choke on the exhaust

We are innocent living in the prison

We are innocent living in the prison of stress

Anxiety

Fear

These are shallow graves for losers

Stress

Anxiety

Fear

These are shallow graves for losers

Let's pray for my sweet children

They're trying to build a wall, but that won't help at all

For women, dogs, and children

I finally said it all

Let's sing them in a song

We are innocents living in a prison

We are innocents living in the prison of stress

Anxiety

Fear

These are shallow graves for losers

All I know is the days have come and gone

All I know is the days have come in stress

Anxiety

Fear

These are shallow graves for losers

Stress

Anxiety

Fear

These are shallow graves for losers