Paroles de The Pacific To Be Specific

We're all buying into something we say we don't want a part of And we're all trying to put our fingers on emotions we can't place And we're all dying from those things we put into our bodies And we're all lying to ourselves when we say it's all coming together So let's burn down those bridges and grow into our britches Rip out painful stitches And make beauty for the sake of sanity And let's mark our territories and get good at telling stories About our long-strived glories that aren't true But sure as hell resemble the truth And hold the same connotations as two Let's wash the taste of blood out of our teeth