So fuck your Bible and your Babel Make a psalm into my dirty bomb So dance, motherfucker, dance Racing through red lights I'm unstable, I'm not a show horse I can't be bridled, of course I'm outstanding, I'm unregretted I got tattooed in reverse Woah, in reverse You can't play this game and host all the pieces Hold your breath and just wait Someone else will pay for your sins Not convinced by the cast to the same My goddamned puppeteers Woah! Woah! I'm unstable, I'm not a show horse I can't be bridled, of course I'm outstanding, unregretted I got tattooed in reverse Woah, got tattooed in reverse Woah, in reverse Your confession means nothing So fuck your attrition There ain't nothing in my hourglass Just sands from the Dead Sea And I'm aiming my weapon And I'm aiming my weapon Your confession means nothing So fuck your attrition There ain't nothing in my hourglass Just sands from the Dead Sea And I'm aiming my weapon fuck your Bible and your Babel Make a psalm into my dirty bomb So dance, motherfucker, dance Racing through red lights So fuck your Bible and your Babel Make a psalm into my dirty bomb So dance, motherfucker, dance Racing through red lights I'm unstable, I'm not a show horse I can't be bridled, of course I'm outstanding, I'm unregretted I got tattooed in reverse I got tattooed in reverse
Compositores: Brian Hugh Warner (BMI), Tyler Lee Bates (PRS)Editores: Box Cutter Music (BMI), Figs D Music (BMI), Songs Of Golgotha (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #24813911 em 12/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM