Blood On The Sand

Blood On The Sand - Thrice
We wave our flags we swallow fear
like medicine
We kiss the hands of profiteers
and their congressmen
But Ive seen too much of this fear
and hate
Ive had enough and Im not afraid
To raise a shout to make it clear
This has to end
Theres blood on the sand theres
blood in the street
And theres a gun in my hand or
there might as well be
And Im sick of it
Im so sick of this
We panic at the sight of different
colored skin
And weve got a plan to justify each
mess were in
But Ive seen too much of this fear
and hate
Ive had enough and Im not afraid
To take a stand to make it right
This has to end
Theres blood on the sand theres
blood in the street
And theres a gun in my hand or
there might as well be
And Im sick of it
Im so sick of this
Fear will kill your mind and steal
your love as sure as anything
Fear will rob you blind and make
you numb to others suffering
And Ive felt its touch too many
times and Ive had enough Ive
had enough
Theres blood on the sand theres
blood in the street
And theres a gun in your hand or
there might as well be
Are you sick of it
Im so sick of this
Theres blood on the sand theres
blood in the street
And theres a gun in your hand or
there might as well be
Are you sick of it
Im so sick of this
Cause I'm sick Im sick Im sick
Im so sick of this