Foxing
Indica
[Verse 1]
And on tides we can’t be untouched by
Of troubles stay when lids lay over eyes
Frames and faces I’ve mistaken
For kids whose lives I may have taken

[Chorus 1]
And if so, do I haunt their parents' dreams?
And in so, am I summarized by sounds of young lung screams?
Their young one's screams

[Verse 2]
And of war bonds and blood stained hands
Combat neurosis shys from indica strands
And it breaks my mother’s heart to know I came back broken
With the thought of my arms spilt open

[Chorus 2]
And if so, would I bring their parents peace?
And if so, could I give back the sounds of their children’s screams?
Let go of what I’ve seen

[Chorus 1]
And if so, do I haunt their parents' dreams?
And in so, am I summarized by sounds of young lung screams?
Their young one's screams