Текст песни
You hit the ground with my fists, hit the ground running
Better stop and listen to the voice in my head
Traveled all this way to tell me your secrets are never safe
I'm never sorry, never safe
I'm better sorry than to put the pieces into place
And we could both be scarry-eyed
Or you could let me be the one to hold the knife
Ah, ah
You put your fate in my hands
Put your fate away, God has other plans
Make me nervous when I'm with my pests
Rather be purposed than burdened with more of them
Ah, ah
Ah, ah
Dead, lying in between the arms you bear
Will anybody fear what I become?
How ever could we share kingdom in the sky, castles in the air?
How ever could I live with what I've done?
You took the weight off my back
Took the weight too long, taking all my
Flak jacket never looked good with a tie
Tactical sweater is better for you and I, you and I
Ah, ah
Dead, lying in between the arms you bear
Will anybody fear what I become?
How ever could we share kingdom in the sky, castles in the air?
How ever could I live with what I've done?
The score won't keep the arms you bear
You make me feel so hateful
I like to think standing on a chair will help me meet your table
The salt has dried in the battle cry
You make me scream with my head in the sand
The fault is mine, I pull the pin
Dead, lying in between the arms you bear
Will anybody fear what I become?
How ever could we share kingdom in the sky, castles in the air?
How ever could I live with what I've done?