07 Lech
I KNOW WHY JUDAS WEPT, MOTHERFUCKER!
The fires burn on the summit
Shining a light on the ones I*ve killed
Survivor*s guilt, I*m determined
I can murder the world in all the blood I*ve spilled
WE*RE DISMISSED
TO HELL WITH YOUR INTELLIGENCE
JUST FIGURE OUT YOUR COMMON SENSE
NO ONE IS BULLETPROOF
I*ll eat the skins of my brothers
Their upholstered bones will make a perfect wall
Can I fill in the cracks with these feelings?
With every day
OR MAYBE NOTHING AT ALL
SELFISHNESS
TAKE CREDIT FOR EVERYTHING
WHAT MORE COULD YOU ASK FOR
IT DOESN*T MATTER ANYMORE
NO ONE IS BULLETPROOF
CAN YOU FEEL THE COLD?
FORTUNE NEVER FAVORS THE OLD
TIRED OF DEFENDING MYSELF
GO COMPLAIN TO SOMEBODY ELSE
SOMEBODY ELSE
YEAH
All the voices in your head
They*re smashing at your windows
And you hide beneath the bed
You live like ...
So you*ll die like begging gods
In between the voices of the pure
NINE FOR SURE
It*s avoiding shit that I don*t need
Feel free to make your delegation
I can*t believe I*m saying this
I*ll die by my decisions
I*m not your fucking superstar
NO ONE IS BULLETPROOF
BULLETPROOF
NO ONE IS BULLETPROOF
BULLETPROOF
NO ONE IS BULLETPROOF
BULLETPROOF
