Tripwire

Just because you don't speak the language

Doesn't mean that you can't understand

Just because you don't speak the language

Doesn't mean that you can't understand

The twist in the script of an insult

Scrawled on the back of your hand

Torn from the pages of scripture

Sprayed on a wall in the frays of a flag

Kisses forbidden on lips

And all of your fine clothes worn into rags

Tripwire, tripwire

Tripwire, tripwire

There's a tripwire, tripwire

Tripwire, tripwire

Don't open the door 'cos they're comin'

Don't open the door 'cos they're here

Above, there's an ominous hummin'

Below, there's a murmur of prayer

Torn from the pages of scandal

Sprayed on a wall in the frays of a flag

Kisses forbidden on lips

And all of your fine clothes blown into rags

Tripwire, tripwire

Tripwire, tripwire

There's a tripwire, tripwire

Tripwire, tripwire

There's a cross in the line of the circuit

(There's a cross in the line of the circuit)

There's a voice that you might overhear (Might overhear)

There's a lens makin' the picture perfect

They say you have nothin' to fear

Torn from the pages of pamphlets

Thrown in the air like confetti in church

Far, far away there's a target

And the sound of an army just starting to march

Tripwire, tripwire

Tripwire, tripwire

There's a tripwire, tripwire

Tripwire, tripwire

Just because I don't read the language

Doesn't mean that I'm blind to the threat

Though I thought there was more to forgiveness

Than all we conveniently forget

Torn from the pages of history

Repeated again, and again, and again

You're either for, or against us

And that is how the hatred begins

Tripwire, tripwire

Tripwire, tripwire

There's a tripwire (Tripwire) Tripwire

Tripwire, tripwire

Tripwire (Tripwire) Tripwire

Tripwire, tripwire

Tripwire (Tripwire) Tripwire

Tripwire, tripwire

Tripwire (Tripwire) Tripwire

Tripwire, tripwire

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