Hostile

Get your head clear And do something You shouldn’t be out here If I say something will you promise not to be mad It is all just blood and guts its bad You just go to that prison and stay there Always doing what you think is right In your own eyes the price is too high I lost my way As we all do sometimes Don’t lose your grip Don’t lose your head You’ve been poisoned You’ve become a hostile A different kind Don’t lose your mind It is a hard thing to fight I thought I was right Until they found me All these dead men walking down these streets Watch out they are coming for your blood We are all walking trees Made with seed to bear fruit Our fruit is diseased Tree of good and bad Tree of Life Something to be desired Old habits die Lift me higher Don’t lose your grip Don’t lose your head You’ve been poisoned You’ve become a hostile A different kind Don’t lose your mind It is a hard thing to fight You can run away standing still You just shutdown Blame the town you grew up in Look around at your friends Do they have your back? Do you got them? Where are you going? Where will this end? We are all trees Made to reach beyond for something Don’t lose your grip Don’t lose your head You’ve been poisoned You’ve become a hostile A different kind Don’t lose your mind It is a hard thing to fight