Garrison Choose A Weapon
It seems the only way out
Was straight over your head
Too high for you to make out
Too dumb to be misread
Before we pass this sober point
Make sure you're listening
We kill it all and kill it off
We kill it all then kill it off
Until it's all dissected and filed
Into a glove that fits
Around the throat of a god
Who's too ignorant to miss.
We kill it all and kill it off
We kill it all then kill it off
Before we pass this sober point
Make sure you're listening
Inoculated on your tongue
So numb from asking now.
Right now, you owe me everything
Right now, you owe me everything
Right now, now, now, now
You're not a f..cking thing
You're not a f..cking thing anymore.
