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Onetwothreescream - The First Cold War Lyrics



Onetwothreescream - The First Cold War Lyrics




We played in the yard 'til dinner time
Breathing in the war
Through airwaves and the blaring sirens
Flowing through like arctic air metallic at its core

We'd look up at the sky
We were playing knights and kings
Castles tall as missile silos
Hoping all their fighting words didn't mean anything

Every night we'd go to sleep
Pray they'd softly tread
We'd pray the Lord our souls to keep
With their hands on the button
And ours over our heads

We were growing up and growing walls
We got numb to all the talk
We forgot how backyard kingdoms fall
And how it's hard to breathe the air when you're sharing it with warhawks

Every night we'd go to sleep
Pray they'd softly tread
We'd pray the Lord our souls to keep
With their hands on the button
And ours over our heads

Isn't it just like us
The atoms that bind us
Are the ones that blow us up

Every night we'd go to sleep
Pray they'd softly tread
We'd pray the Lord our souls to keep
With their hands on the button
And ours over our heads
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We played in the yard 'til dinner time
Breathing in the war
Through airwaves and the blaring sirens
Flowing through like arctic air metallic at its core

We'd look up at the sky
We were playing knights and kings
Castles tall as missile silos
Hoping all their fighting words didn't mean anything

Every night we'd go to sleep
Pray they'd softly tread
We'd pray the Lord our souls to keep
With their hands on the button
And ours over our heads

We were growing up and growing walls
We got numb to all the talk
We forgot how backyard kingdoms fall
And how it's hard to breathe the air when you're sharing it with warhawks

Every night we'd go to sleep
Pray they'd softly tread
We'd pray the Lord our souls to keep
With their hands on the button
And ours over our heads

Isn't it just like us
The atoms that bind us
Are the ones that blow us up

Every night we'd go to sleep
Pray they'd softly tread
We'd pray the Lord our souls to keep
With their hands on the button
And ours over our heads
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Writer: Jana Pochop
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Performed By: Onetwothreescream
Length: 3:10
Written by: Jana Pochop

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