Song Lyrics
Not the faulty units in this mad machinery, we are sheltered under the gun
They live for the things they re afraid of, not the broken contacts in emotional chemistry Weapon, they live for the things they re afraid of
With an iron fist in a velvet glove, even love must be limited by time Rush, he s not afraid of your judgment
In the glory game on the power train, he s not afraid of your judgment, we don t see what they re made of
He knows of horrors worse than your hell, he s a little bit afraid of dying Weapon, not fatal tragedy
They shout about love, not the broken contacts in emotional chemistry, can any part of life be larger than life
They shout about love, and the things that he fears are a weapon to be held against him Rush, but when push comes to shove
They live for the things they re afraid of, thy kingdom s will be done
We ve got nothing to fear but fear itself, but he s a lot more afraid of your lying, but he s a lot more afraid of your lying
can any part of life be larger than life
Not the broken contacts in emotional chemistry, but he s a lot more afraid of your lying The, he knows of horrors worse than your hell
Thy kingdom s will be done, they shout about love, and the things that we fear are a weapon to be held against us
But when push comes to shove, and the things that he fears are a weapon to be held against him, but he s a lot more afraid of your lying
Like a steely blade in a silken sheath, like a steely blade in a silken sheath Weapon, we ve got nothing to fear but fear itself
With an iron fist in a velvet glove, is any killer worth more than his crime, not the broken contacts in emotional chemistry
not the broken contacts in emotional chemistry
He s not afraid of your judgment, and those who push us down that they might climb
But when push comes to shove, is any killer worth more than his crime
And the things that we fear are a weapon to be held against us, can any part of life be larger than life
He s a little bit afraid of dying, they shout about love, he s not afraid of your judgment
thy kingdom s will be done
not the faulty units in this mad machinery
Not the faulty units in this mad machinery, and the things that he fears are a weapon to be held against him The, not the faulty units in this mad machinery
With an iron fist in a velvet glove, they shout about love
He s not afraid of your judgment, we are sheltered under the gun
and the knowledge that they fear is a weapon to be used against them
And the things that he fears are a weapon to be held against him, can any part of life be larger than life, and those who push us down that they might climb
Is any killer worth more than his crime, and the things that we fear are a weapon to be held against us Weapon, we ve got nothing to fear but fear itself
But he s a lot more afraid of your lying, can any part of life be larger than life, but when push comes to shove
And the knowledge that they fear is a weapon to be used against them, we ve got nothing to fear but fear itself
he s not afraid of your judgment
Not the faulty units in this mad machinery, he knows of horrors worse than your hell
he s not afraid of your judgment
He s not afraid of your judgment, not the faulty units in this mad machinery, but he s a lot more afraid of your lying
But when push comes to shove, and those who push us down that they might climb
Thy kingdom s will be done, and those who push us down that they might climb
They shout about love, not fatal tragedy
And those who push us down that they might climb, and the things that he fears are a weapon to be held against him
They shout about love, we are sheltered under the gun Rush, thy kingdom s will be done
We don t see what they re made of, thy kingdom s will be done
With an iron fist in a velvet glove, with an iron fist in a velvet glove
They live for the things they re afraid of, not the faulty units in this mad machinery
Not the broken contacts in emotional chemistry, but when push comes to shove Weapon, and the things that he fears are a weapon to be held against him
They shout about love, we are sheltered under the gun, and the things that we fear are a weapon to be held against us
But he s a lot more afraid of your lying, not the broken contacts in emotional chemistry, we are sheltered under the gun
not the faulty units in this mad machinery
They live for the things they re afraid of, we don t see what they re made of
Can any part of life be larger than life, but when push comes to shove, and the things that we fear are a weapon to be held against us
but when push comes to shove
and the things that we fear are a weapon to be held against us
he s not afraid of your judgment
He s not afraid of your judgment, thy kingdom s will be done
Like a steely blade in a silken sheath, and the things that he fears are a weapon to be held against him Weapon, like a steely blade in a silken sheath
he s a little bit afraid of dying
he s a little bit afraid of dying
Not the broken contacts in emotional chemistry, thy kingdom s will be done
is any killer worth more than his crime
But when push comes to shove, thy kingdom s will be done, in the glory game on the power train
he knows of horrors worse than your hell
and those who push us down that they might climb