.​.​.​Or Else the Terrorists Win

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This is the first song Caleb wrote for YTN and it's when I knew he and I were lyrical soulmates. I love the disdain and anti-nationalism in his lyrics. He's a rad dude.

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V1

We drew lines in the sand as if the wind wouldn't blow it all away.

We forget we're accidents divided by a roulette game we play.

Twist the antenna in your head; is the signal coming through?

Our hearts swollen with pride, leave bloodstains in red white and blue.


:Chorus:

This land is my land, its my land, I'll defend it with a torch.

But it'll be hard to see the borders once the earth is scorched.

We've got god on our side, in rockets overhead he hovers

Don't make us call on our big brother.


V2

Never forget son those boys who died

For your freedom of silence, your freedom to buy.

Take your pick of the first world, enjoy all the luck

All because it's where your parents fucked.

:Chorus:

This land is my land, its my land, I'll defend it with a torch.

But it'll be hard to see the borders once the earth is scorched.

We've got god on our side, in rockets overhead he hovers

Don't make us call on our big brother.

X2

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from Know Their Parts, released January 15, 2016
Lyrics by Caleb Williams

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