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