Show Me Your Tits
Insane Throttle
3:25Verse 1 (0:00 - 0:35) Cannons roar at Gettysburg, the air’s thick with lead, I’m clutchin’ my rifle, heart heavy with dread. I see her in the sunrise, my Sarah’s gentle face, Tillin’ our Virginia soil, our quiet, sacred place. Chorus (0:35 - 1:05) Why am I here, in this hell far from home? Where the boys fall like wheat ‘neath a blood-red dome. My kids’ laughter haunts me, in the fields we used to roam, I’m fightin’ for somethin’, but I’m longin’ for home. Verse 2 (1:05 - 1:40) The bugle’s call is fadin’, smoke stings my eyes, I hear my little Mary sing her mama’s lullabies. We’d plow the rows together, sweat and love in the clay, Now I’m stuck in this madness, prayin’ for yesterday. Chorus (1:40 - 2:10) Why am I here, in this hell far from home? Where the boys fall like wheat ‘neath a blood-red dome. My kids’ laughter haunts me, in the fields we used to roam, I’m fightin’ for somethin’, but I’m longin’ for home. Bridge (2:10 - 2:30) The preacher said it’s duty, but the cause feels so far, Just wanna hold my family ‘neath a blanket of stars. If I fall on this hill, Lord, let them know I tried, To make it back to the fields where my heart still resides. Chorus (2:30 - 3:00) Why am I here, in this hell far from home? Where the boys fall like wheat ‘neath a blood-red dome. My kids’ laughter haunts me, in the fields we used to roam, I’m fightin’ for somethin’, but I’m longin’ for home. Outro (3:00 - 3:20) Yeah, I’m longin’ for home… my fields of home.