647 (feat. John Stephens)

Gunshots sing the kids to sleep Have you abandoned your eyes? I'm sick of watching you do nothing As they beg for life I can't see the freedom you've approved Through the sight of lives We continue to lose Fear consumes But it's all we have Ban the books Arm the teachers Let the backpacks fills with bullet holes Raise the flag Lower the caskets Land of the free Home of the brave Under the flag We line them in their graves From the mountains to the prairies The children find no safety In a nation plagued by strife Where the young ones pay the price In this battle we all cry For a future where they thrive But our eyes won't close in sleep For the promise we must keep To ensure that they can dream Ban the books Arm the teachers Let the backpacks fills with bullet holes Raise the flag Lower the caskets Raise the flag Lower the caskets Land of the free Home of the brave Under the flag We line them in their graves From the mountains to the prairies The children find no safety No sanctuary In the name of liberty We bear our arms In the halls of youth We hold back no harm To red, white and blue We pledge allegiance Under Stars and Stripes Our dead are legions Stars and Stripes grant the freedom to die