Red Line [Intro] Static humming in the wires Choosing sides inside the fire [Verse 1] Drawing lines across the dusty floor We don't talk to neighbors anymore Got the colors pinned against the wall Waiting for the hammer just to fall Red flags moving to the eastern gate Lock the hinges, don't be running late See the shadows stretching out so thin Nobody is letting strangers in [Chorus] Red tribe to the right side Leave the left out in the cold Watch the coming high tide Stories that were never told [Verse 2] Barbed wire fence along the garden bed Filtering the words that we just said I can see the smoke across the hill Everything is moving, standing still Right hand heavy on the iron key Left side staring at the heavy sea Broken glass is shining in the dirt Counting up the people that we hurt [Bridge] No one wins the shouting match Striking down the final patch Colors bleed until they're grey Throw the rest of us away [Verse 3] Now the wall is twenty cubits high Casting shadows on a hollow sky Red tribe sitting on a golden throne Left side walking through the dark alone Silence is the only thing we share Heavy weight inside the winter air Final warning written on the gate Seal the border, it is far too late [Chorus] Red tribe to the right side Leave the left out in the cold Watch the coming high tide Stories that were never told [Bridge] No one wins the shouting match Striking down the final patch Colors bleed until they're grey Throw the rest of us away [Chorus] Red tribe to the right side Leave the left out in the cold Watch the coming high tide Stories that were never told [Chorus] Red tribe to the right side Leave the left out in the cold Watch the coming high tide Stories that were never told [Outro] Right tribe, left side Nowhere left to hide LOOP "Red tribe to the right side Leave the left out in the cold Watch the coming high tide Stories that were never told"
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