by your mistake

Hit the drum kill your sons
You don't want them to see this
Hide your guns you use for fun
You don't want them to see this
Hit the drum kill your sons
You don't want them to see this
Crows flying through trees like ghosts
Those liars sent me alone
I can't help but think I'm owned
By the ones who play and mold
Hit the drum kill your sons
You don't want them to see this
Hide your guns you use for fun
You don't want them to see this
Hit the drum kill your sons
You don't want them to see this
Dancing on their heavy graves
The ones who stayed, the ones who played
Smiles for once on their face
We're alive by your mistake
Hear the screeching of the rope
Find its way up to your throat
Crawl its way up the tree
Is this not what you had hoped?
Hit the drum kill your sons
You don't want them to see this
Hide your guns you use for fun
You don't want them to see this
Hit the drum kill your sons
You don't want them to see this
Hit the drum kill your sons
You don't want them to see this