Buried in the Sun

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Thrice - Rock, USA

Buried in the Sun

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[Verse 1] I saw the fire on the television- The DOD or the CIA? If we're the cops, then the world's our prison 2, 4, 6, 8, USA! (all right!) [Chorus] The blood red, the black gold This is the air we breathe The beachhead, the backroad Buried in the sun [Verse 2] She felt the thrum of the helicopter A little taste of that shock and awe She tried to run, but the bullets caught her Courtesy of our coup d'état (all right!) [Chorus] The blood red, the black gold This is the air we breathe The beachhead, the backroad Buried in the sun The blood red, the black gold This is the air we breathe The beachhead, the backroad Buried in the sun [Post-Chorus] Buried in the sun Buried in the sun [Verse 1] I saw the fire on the television- The DOD or the CIA? If we're the cops, then the world's our prison 2, 4, 6, 8, USA! (all right!) [Chorus] The blood red, the black gold This is the air we breathe The beachhead, the backroad Buried in the sun

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Writers
  • Dustin Kensrue
  • Teppei Teranishi
  • Eddie Breckenridge
  • Riley Breckenridge