Please, don’t sing another song
No self defense parasol
It’s no cosplay, right?
You’re righteous and brave, right?
A martyr’s soul!
But are you gonna win me a war?
Please, don’t sing another song
With words of steel
When your hands are wool
The winds won’t change
Your slides won’t save lives
You sure look good
But are you gonna win me a war?
But are you gonna win me a war?
But are you gonna win me a war?
But are you gonna win me a war?
So blind as to see
The ruin in wake
The ignorance in your heart
Is so far from brave
And those cries from the poor
That you’re willing to ignore
Yeah, as long as you wake
We’re so fucked…
Other lyrics by The Armed:
A More Perfect Design
Hatred for this world To let them suffer Let them burn Just characters on the same TV Cheap shit, fake fame Dead kids, new gains Bootlegs, slave-made More dead, no graves …
Broken Mirror
They don’t like the curse ‘cause it looks a mirror They thought it was too weird, but the truth is they’re weirder These yacht club socialists, these …
Gave Up
Cast our love aside Join a hollow pride Carve a simple lie Life as day for night Now carve deeper Carve Keine Lust Nor luster Just skin For worship So hollowed out Never …
Grace Obscure
Guilt and joy hand in hand Ionesco, just one act Strolling minds, grace obscure Void of meaning Broken mirrors, patterns fade Eugene writes my cruel charade Tapestries of …
Heathen
On a rail Speeding train Easy prey Fleeting grace In our hearts Betrayed Still alive and On a rail Speeding train Easy prey Fleeting grace In our hearts Betrayed Still …