Bury the Hatchet

[hyper-modern production with clear vocals, no autotune, Dolby Atmos mix, high-fidelity, high-definition audio and wide stereo] [Verse] Bury the hatchet, smile and agree Shake hands quick, don’t look at me An indigenous tradition, borrowed and bent Something once sacred, now cheaply spent [Verse] Mental ammunition, pick a side Careful words with a blade inside They say “it’s over,” say “let it rest” But the ground still shifts in my chest [Pre-chorus] They call it peace if no one speaks Call it strength when the truth is weak You don’t heal what you won’t face You just hide it someplace [Chorus] Whoa, you’ve got to catch it Before you bury the hatchet Words go down like lead Forgiveness begged before the truth is said Peace without truth is a loaded gun Just waiting on a nervous thumb Whoa, you’ve got to catch it Before you bury the hatchet [Break] [Verse] Apologies thin as paper shields Signed in ink but never sealed They want closure, they want it clean No fingerprints, no in-between [Pre-chorus] They call it peace if no one speaks Call it strength when the truth is weak You don’t heal what you won’t face You just hide it someplace [Chorus] Whoa, you’ve got to catch it Before you bury the hatchet Words go down like lead Forgiveness begged before the truth is said Peace without truth is a loaded gun Just waiting on a nervous thumb Whoa, you’ve got to catch it Before you bury the hatchet [Bridge] Peace isn’t quiet, it isn’t still It isn’t fear dressed up as will Call it mercy, call it grace If it skips the truth, it’s just delay [Interlude - chant] Whoa, say it plain (hey, hey) Whoa, say it loud (hey, hey) Whoa, say it now (hey, hey) [Final chorus] Whoa, you’ve got to catch it Before you bury the hatchet Don’t let the past stay dead Forgiveness earned when the truth is said Peace without truth is a loaded gun And it always fires on someone Whoa, you’ve got to catch it Before you bury the hatchet [Outro] Bury the hatchet, not the blade That’s still cutting what we never say