Weapons in My Pocket

Tired of carrying weapons in my pocket

Just cause we’ve normalized a world that’s fucking lost it

Sell our souls and for what, a crooked profit?

That leaves us carrying around these weapons in our pockets

Take my knife into the shower

Just in case my darkest hour comes

And there’s nowhere to run

Cause if I were to get assaulted

They would say, how I was sad and dumb

That I misfired the gun

But I’m tired of carrying weapons in my pocket

Just cause we’ve normalized a world that’s fucking lost it

Sell our souls and for what, a crooked profit?

That leaves us carrying around these weapons in our pockets

Never met a darker shade

Of violence than the one that made

Every voice of reason dead and quiet

As it rains down on the poor and weak

Can’t rain bombs on tyranny

When it wages all the wars that keep us fighting

But I’m tired of carrying weapons in my pocket

Just cause we’ve normalized a world that’s fucking lost it

Sell our souls and for what, a crooked profit?

That leaves us carrying around these weapons in our pockets

In our pockets

In our pockets

That leaves us carrying around these weapons in our pockets

In our pockets

In our pockets

That leaves us carrying around these weapons in our pockets

Everyone’s afraid

Everyone’s afraid

So beyond afraid

No one will admit it so we pray

Everyone’s afraid

Everyone’s afraid

So beyond afraid

No one will admit it so we pray

But I’m tired of carrying weapons in my pocket

Just cause we’ve normalized a world that’s fucking lost it (A world that’s dead and gone, we’ve lost our way)

Sell our souls and for what, a crooked profit?

That leaves us carrying around these weapons in our pockets (Weapons in our pockets)

In our pockets (That I hate)

In our pockets (That I hate)

You tired of carrying around these weapons in your pocket?

In your pocket (Do they really keep you safe)

In your pocket (Eyes wide shut, are you awake?)

What stole your sanity and have you fully lost it?

Have you lost it (Lost your heart, your peace of mind)

Have you lost it (Your will to find)

The faith you need to heal a world that’s only fought it

Have you fought it?

Have you fought it?

The fear of carrying round these weapons in our pockets