tribal

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every single day,

everything's the same.

same routine we must repeat.

hide under desks,

build barricades,

hide you're children.

put on gas masks,

go to riots.

civil unrest.

[chorus]

when the men with laughing gas,

decide to attack,

we will be ready by tomorrow.

ready soon enough.

tomorrow they will find us,

and take away our kids.

tomorrow they will gas us,

and take away our breath.

[bridge]

we stand unwavering.

a wall of anger and,

fists raised high above our heads.

we take it in,

the smell of blood,

fresh on the horizon.

evacuate.

empty your home.

shield yourself from certain death.

try not to scream.

stand at ease.

send our children far from home.

send our children free from this.

[chorus]

when the men with laughing gas,

decide to attack,

we will be ready by tomorrow.

ready soon enough.

tomorrow they will find us,

and take away our kids.

tomorrow they will gas us,

and take away our breath.

in the morning sun,

the sinking the moon has gone,

the smell is fresh in air,

war is on again.

the cloudy sky above,

can only hide so much.

we cannot run from this.

[solo]

children at arms,

fighting one another.

surely we have caused this.

the hidden passages,

and tunnels that we dug,

to free them have become rat tunnels.

a hidden war inside.

a war we cannot fight.

a war that noone wins.

put your gas mask on,

and cleanse the ugly world.

turn away in fear of light.

one thing we cannot hide,

is the hurt inside.

the desire to be more than this!

[chorus]

when the men with laughing gas,

decide to attack,

we will be ready by tomorrow.

ready soon enough.

tomorrow they will find us,

and take away our kids.

tomorrow they will gas us,

and take away our breath.

[end]