Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Weapon, artist - Bastille. Album song VS. (Other People’s Heartache, Pt. III), in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 30.11.2014
Record label: Virgin
Song language: English
Weapon |
Yeah |
This is vocal detection |
Front lining our open intellection |
Outlining opening profession |
This is a vocal confession |
Right now your cause is at war |
Screaming you want it and more |
Sit down ambassador reference |
Right now your voice is a weapon |
Wake up to stars in the sky |
Watch light revolve with your mind |
Watch all the storms in the rise |
And put all your palms in the sky |
No more falling to pressure |
No more failing acceptance |
Throw all your hells towards the heavens |
Cause your voice is a weapon |
And your voice is a weapon |
And we’ll do with it what we can |
And your voice is a weapon |
And we’ll do with it what we can |
I’ll fall into your arms again |
I’ll fall into your arms again |
I’ll fall into your arms again |
I’ll fall into your arms |
We dance with the devils |
And make your halos the color of sinner’s portraits |
And smothering it means everything’s lovely again |
Nothing’s quite as it seems |
Society’s altered you see |
Kill all your fear in your sleep |
Cause everything’s formed in a dream |
Breathe in insanity’s grip |
Words from insanity’s lips |
Falling from sanity’s cliff |
Watching your vanity slip |
No more falling to pressure |
No more failing acceptance |
Throw all your hells towards the heavens |
Cause your voice is a weapon |
And your voice is a weapon |
And we’ll do with it what we can |
And your voice is a weapon |
And we’ll do with it what we can |
I’ll fall into your arms again |
I’ll fall into your arms again |
I’ll fall into your arms again |
I’ll fall into your arms |
Pressure that deepen the cut |
Run for the evil erupt |
Volcanic feverish lust |
That shit that even it out |
Pressure is feeding the dust |
Breakfast is keeping the cut |
Vengeance is me speaking up |
This is me speaking up |
And your voice is a weapon |
This is vocal confession |
And it’s shooting you down, down, down |
And your voice is a weapon |
This is vocal confession |
And we’re shooting you down, down, down |
And your voice is a weapon |
And we’ll do with it what we can |
And your voice is a weapon |
And we’ll do with it what we can |
I’ll fall into your arms again |
I’ll fall into your arms again |
I’ll fall into your arms again |
I’ll fall into your arms |
Choose your words and etch them on your soul |
Make them heard when crowds drown out your call |
Leave behind your questions, silent thoughts, and mentions |
A wake has to be left so never falter down |
Your voice is a weapon |
So do with it what you can |
Your voice is a weapon |
So do with it what you can |
Leave behind your questions, silent thoughts, and mentions |
Your voice is a weapon |
So do with it what you can |