TJ Stafford — Get Up

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I’m tired of being sad and lonely
Tired of trying not to think of you
Been too long since I’ve raised these hands
I’m tired of havin’ something to prove

Another day on the daily dole
Another day in unemployment lines
Keep askin’ me how I’m doin
I’m doin’ just fuckin’ fine

Wake up to the truth America
We’ve fallin’ for the seventh time
Keep lookin for the seventh sign
Four horses on a final ride

I’m tired of always sitting back
Waiting for the seventh seal to crack
Fists clenched need something big to hit
Swinging my sling your too big to miss

I’m tired of all the empty words
So I’m sellin’ my cloaks for swords

Time to Get Up

This ain’t no time for lovin’
It’s time for a battle plan
Lookin for a sign above
But the sign is right in your hand

White knuckles wrapped around a lie
Crush it down, time to let em fly
In the garden sweatin’ blood tonight
But on this altar I hold the knife

I’m tired of all the empty words
So I’m sellin’ my cloaks for swords

Time to Get Up

Get up stand up
Fight for more
Get up stand up
Fight your war