Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Weapon (Bastille Vs. Angel Haze Vs. F*U*G*Z Vs. Braque), artist - Bastille. Date of issue: 12.11.2014
Song language: English
Weapon (Bastille Vs. Angel Haze Vs. F*U*G*Z Vs. Braque) |
| 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 |