Lech (Explicit)

I know why Judas wept

Motherf**ker

The fires burn on the summit

Shining a light on the ones

I've killed

Survivor's guilt

Undetermined

I could murder the world

In all the blood I've spilled

Banishment

Still question the conquered

To hell with your intelligence

Just figure out your common sense

No one is bulletproof

And I'll eat the skins of my brothers

Yellow pastor bones

Will make a perfect wall

Gonna fill in the cracks of these feelings

With every terrible piece

Or maybe nothing at all

Selfishness

Take granted 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

The masses and your manners

Are the voices in your head

They're smashing out your windows

That you worked for beneath your bed

You live right f**king 'neath it

So you'll die like thanking gods

In between the voices and the pure

Cause masses have the charm

Nine for sure

Nine for sure

Nine for sure

Nine for sure

And I have only sand inside of me

It's a rotting sick that I don't need

To pene-vent your interro-gration

I can believe I'm saying this

I'll live with my regrets

I'll die by my decisions

I'm not your f**king superstar

Keep it closed

You're going way too far

No one is bulletproof

Bulletproof

No one is bulletproof

Bulletproof

No one is bulletproof

Bulletproof