ARMS SAVE

Wait a minute Lord behold us Wait a minute Lord behold us Remold from the same cloth Black flag, black flag, black flag Soft throat cost the life its source Carried a treble like my only sword, I swore it off This dress I couldn't afford, and they think they really sayin' something beyond "fuck you and I'll kill you" I don't feel you, got caught stealing, no hands I'm so hot, no fans But at the stake of all your demands Guess my presence never been felt 'Cause you got the mark of your father's belt, 666 Sick silent suffering, whenever you dead in a ditch I feel like a million missing I feel like no one's listening All locked in the kitchen, a million bitchin' A million bitchin', don't get snatched at night Sex traffic hitchhike to the end of your life, I guess an AR may save your life In this American racist high life Wait a minute, let me get my light Lord behold us Soft flow cost the life its source Carried a treble like my only sword I swore it off, this dress I couldn't afford You think you really sayin' something beyond "fuck that, and I'll kill you?" I can't feel you, you got caught stealin', no hands I'm so hot, but no fans, but at the stake of all your demands, guess my presence never been felt 'Cause you got the mark of your father's belt, 666 Sick silent suffering, every dead in the ditch I feel like a million missing I feel like no one's listening, all locked in the kitchen A million bitchin', don't get snatched at night Sex traffic hitchhike, to the end of your life I guess a AR may save your life in this American racist highlife I guess a AR may save your life I guess a AR may save your life