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