The Armed - BAD SELECTION

Uptown, so similar, but not so similar
In her heart
How she ticks
In her men's, women's clothes
It's all so similar
All the locks
All the cheats
All the spoiled children know

I hear it's terminal
I fear it's terminal
In my head
In my chest
In my gut
On my feet
I fear it's terminal
In my head
In my chest
In the gun at my feet

It's why we're safer alone
It's how we're braver at home
We're all just paperbacks

Something dimly lights the way
Violent faith in better days
Alleluia
Everybody knows that I am great

Something dimly lights the way
Violent faith in better days
Alleluia

He talks subliminal
A textbook criminal
In his eyes, in his hair
In his men's, women's clothes
Sometimes invisible
He's friend
He's a thief
He's a star
He's a ghost

It's why we're safer alone
It's how we're braver at home
We're all just paperbacks

Something dimly lights the way
Violent faith in better days
Alleluia
Everybody knows that I am great

Something dimly lights the way
Violent faith in better days
Alleluia

Something deadly lines my wings
Armor plated hell to pay
I'm inhuman
Everybody knows that I am great

Something deadly lines my wings
Armor plated hell to pay
I'm inhuman

Written by:
Benjamin Chisholm, Dan Greene

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