My Country Burns Lyrics & Tabs by Tommy Manay feat. Elizabeth Loebs

My Country Burns

guitar chords lyrics

Tommy Manay feat. Elizabeth Loebs

Album : Justice Has a NamePlayStop

O Lord I see my country burn
How can i watch with everything that i've learned
I've seen them cry

I've heard shout
But still it's so hard
For me to reach out
I seen this country as youth, turn away from the truth
History repeats itself, because the love that we lose
Tellin me, complexities of reality presently
But foundationally, were shaking uninterruptedly violently
I watch the city shake, as a starving kid
Who once again lost in the state impoverished
Where being rich in the future is getting caught in glitch
Where muscle atrophy in limbs from starvin' is like an itch
Inch by inch, we dig ourselves deeper in this ditch

Where being rich in the future is getting caught in glitch
Where muscle atrophy in limbs from starvin' is like an itch
Inch by inch, we dig ourselves deeper in this ditch
They say its growth of a nation, I say its adding a stitch
To a rottin' wound, of a dead womb, its our tomb
That we choose, in our room, of 51 stars sewn
Soon, I could figure that maybe the end is near
But that don't stop from fighting, and wiping all her shining tears
My country has a heart, its not to late to start
If she could cry to me, she still got a beat in her heart
So take it away, the many sorrows in our face
You wrote of that great day, where You'd wipe our tears away
Lord take it away, darkness prowls in this place
Leavin' us trapped in a state, where we forgotten Your face
Lord would you come this way, we're without You in this place
Like skin to a ribcage as destruction to rage
Lord come to this place, don't let us burn in this place
Its not too late, to rearrange the face of our place
Is this my last step? I can't walk much longer
In the darkness, we keep each other stronger
It's the harvest, the end aint much farther
This is the hardest, cause satans burnin good fodder
Our political dilemma, and cultural status
Rooted to the heart of a man, passively claimin, brittle fathoms
And everytime he makes change, gets blown away
Raining a government, reigning specifically for selfish gains
Country's shirt's off, her flesh soaked with blood
With no shoes on, walking through corpses made of sludge
Making it hard to turn around, without a frown
Don't look down to the ground, it hurts seeing our buried crown
Dying days, wont go away - perpetual pain
Struggles untamed, cause our countries heart remains unchanged
Like the drops rain, that never dry away
Are parallel to the faces that have forgotten Your name
O take it away, women and children as slaves
In prostitution rings, with no hope of any change
Lord take it away, drunkenness in our state
Livin comfortable lives while beatin' wives everyday
Lord come to this place, where's the virtue in the land?
With blood on our hands and bruises on children
O take it away, passivity in our lives
We dont need a new president, we need faith in Christ
O Lord I see my country burn
How can i watch with everything that i've learned
I've seen them cry
I've heard shout
But still it's so hard
For me to reach out

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