I'm fed with livestock
Rain, grasses and grain
That I bought in a city
From another city that I
Cannot name.

And I'll meet you for dinner
And we'll speak the same
What choice have we got?
We kiss women who love us
And we love the same.

And these men that we're making,
These men we've become,
Who speak with conviction
But can't find the answers
When the day is done,

Will we side with the same truth
When we've mined long enough?
Will we stand up and see eye to eye
Once the wild has torn
straight through our guts?

We all
We all
In all

When I talk like a liar,
When I've sold all my dreams,
When I stand tall, like a monument
That's when you know that I'll never wash clean.

Some wait for the whisper.
Some wait for God.
But it's never gonna be
how you want it to be
So, boy, just play along.

'cause there's a truth
Buried in the murder--
A man I want to know.
So I can still look at myself
In the the mirror
And say, "Hell, you know
Damn well the right way to go."

Lyrics submitted by DillonG

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