Dusk Verse Songtext
von Ethan Eckert

Gavel crunches under tires
Words whirl under a breath
Flies buzz around the window
Here we are no regrets
How many chances do we get

Gravel dust on the stand
Shoulders brace for fallout
No stopping on the highway
Used to be we sat
Used to be a silent remit
How many chances do we get


Borders drawn
By lazy little white men
Make a little money
Hail the dead racist prince
While a murderer stands on trial
Coward can′t even speak
With his witless defense
Beady-eyed typical madmen
Nothing can bring George back
How many chances do we get

The new American massacre
Congress full of leeches
Prostitutes for punishment
Destitute and reticent
But they can't hide
Praying people forget
How many chances do we get


Current up the brain
Bloated beyond robes
Currency hawks burrow
Play the tape back
Once again if I could
The drains backing up
Inflating the brain
Burst from the priest
Once again if I could
Play it all again
Sun up to sun up
A kiss and forget
The life we spent
Inevitable betrayal
Borrow forty dollars
For some viral vows
You can keep the money
How many chances do we get

I can′t remember
Redefine the lies
Survey the possibility
Caught a stride
Can't escape
Creeped out
Stars algin
Kill your pride
Release your earthly tether