The Temperance Movement - Battle Lines lyrics

[Verse 1] Raised my eyes to light beyond the surface Stretched my fingers upon the virgin sand Dragged my belly across the open danger Stimulation few could understand [Chorus] Blood stain in my moral fibre, bleached out but it's never been right Reclaimed by a hob-nailed hipster,reaching for his better side Who knew I was a fine grind gangster, heart beating by the holy vine When the money ain't winning the war, you redraw the battle lines [Verse 2] Further over I spied the weaker brother, suicidal by his own design Raised his head up and cried what they had called him With my blue eyes and a name the same as mine Hurricane in the natural order, you best dive if you missed the ark When the high tide pulling you down, you swim like a tiger shark Who knew I was a fine grind gangster, heart beating by the holy vine When the money ain't winning the war, you redraw the battle lines Alright, alright, alright [Chorus] Blood stain in my moral fibre, bleached out but it's never been right Reclaimed by a hob-nailed hipster,reaching for his better side Who knew I was a fine grind gangster, heart beating by the holy vine When the money ain't winning the war, you redraw the battle lines Alright [Outro] Redraw the battle lines, Redraw the battle lines Redraw, redraw, redraw